“A veritable atlas. What rivers of desire, what mountains of ambition. Want, want, hope, hope, this is what your palm say, your palm is nothing but an atlas of impossible longings.” — Anuradha Roy Copy Share Image
“A veritable atlas. What rivers of desire, what mountains of ambition! Want, want, hope, hope. Your palm is nothing but an atlas of impossible longings. Nothing but longing.” — Anuradha Roy Copy Share Image
“In winter, the air is clear enough to drink, and your eyes can travel many hundreds of miles until they reach the green of… — Anuradha Roy Copy Share Image
“A veritable atlas. What rivers of desire, what mountains of ambition. Want, want, hope, hope, this is what your palm say, your palm is… — Anuradha Roy Copy Share Image
“Until humans came and made anthills out of these mountains, Diwan Sahib was saying, looking up at the langurs, the land had belonged to… — Anuradha Roy Copy Share Image
“These are secrets hidden from those who escape the Himalaya when it is at its bleakest: the mountains do not reveal themselves to people… — Anuradha Roy Copy Share Image
“The ocean exerts an inexorable pull over sea people wherever they are-in a bright-lit, inland city or the dead center of a desert-and when… — Anuradha Roy Copy Share Image
“A veritable atlas. What rivers of desire, what mountains of ambition! Want, want, hope, hope. Your palm is nothing but an atlas of impossible… — Anuradha Roy Copy Share Image
