“What could my mother be to yours? What kin is my father to yours anyway? And how did you and I meet… — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
And so I began to read,' Sorkar said. 'And at first the complete works were like a jungle, the language was quicksand. Metaphors turned… — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
“What could my mother be to yours? What kin is my father to yours anyway? And how did you and I meet ever? But… — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
“Don’t worry. I won’t forgive you –’ Bashir Ali blanched ‘– because there’s nothing to forgive. We are both trapped, you on that side… — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
“Then what in your opinion is a good story?' 'What it's always been, monkey,' Ganesha said. 'One dhansu conflict. Some chaka-chak song and dance.… — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
I was writing fiction steadily, but I found that the stark determinisms of code were a welcome relief from the ambiguities of literary narrative. — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
I think the first time you have to change code you’ve written previously, to add features or remove a bug, you realize that you… — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
“So now that began to develop into a full-fledged shouting match of its own, and all in all it was soon a full-scale old-style… — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
“In this city, the rich had some room, and the middle class had less, and the poor had none.” — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
When you're a writer, sometimes you have to spend time poking at a part of yourself that normal, sane people leave alone. — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
“if you want to live in the city you have to think ahead three turns, and look behind a lie to see the truth… — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
“We may read the same texts, but the dhvani that manifests within you will be unique. Your beauty will be your own. If you… — Vikram Chandra Copy Share Image
