Aporva Kala

“All mothers are rivers and all rivers, mothers.”

— Aporva Kala

“The senses assimilate the world, the maya of God.”

— Aporva Kala

“Indeed you have what it takes to care like a mare, but can misters br one?”

— Aporva Kala

“Or is it the monthly flushing of the cannon without a birdie?”

— Aporva Kala

“Two conclusions follow, die a death, live a death.”

— Aporva Kala

“An orchestra of temple bells and chanting erupted suddenly like a pleasing drizzle.”

— Aporva Kala

“A proud Jew after all that had happened to them over a period of history, for geography.”

— Aporva Kala