“Perhaps the only way to love is to bury yourself so deeply in it that you avoid its very suffering.” — Meghna Pant Copy Share Image
“Death has become so predictable that I have neither the youthful reverence of it nor the middle-age fear.” — Meghna Pant Copy Share Image
“Death did this to people: making cowards, scapegoats, preachers and mourners of the living; while the dead – ignoble or not – became objects… — Meghna Pant Copy Share Image
“I festered with this duality of love and ego, where ego scorns the very love its seeking and then despairs in its absence.” — Meghna Pant Copy Share Image
“Perhaps the only way to love is to bury yourself so deeply in it that you avoid its very suffering.” — Meghna Pant Copy Share Image
“Yet, despite their many surgeries and jobs, most of them looked like old girls – girls who had suffered some wasting disease. These same… — Meghna Pant Copy Share Image
