“A poem's what you think it is,' Arunava said and laughed. He held up his empty glass and said, 'Now that is very definitely not a poem, or it's a poem, but one of infinite loss and solitude, of what… — Bhaskar Ghose Copy Share Image
“What happens, Tapan,' Arunava had said, 'doesn't ever go away. Something remains, because it's always part of the whole place, the environment, everything. Memories… — Bhaskar Ghose Copy Share Image
“A poem's what you think it is,' Arunava said and laughed. He held up his empty glass and said, 'Now that is very definitely… — Bhaskar Ghose Copy Share Image
“Something about these circuit houses,' he said. "They always seem to suggest the supernatural. Perhaps because they belong to another age and have just… — Bhaskar Ghose Copy Share Image
“I had no idea that my world was about to change because of her. Thus it is that major, climactic moments come and pass… — Bhaskar Ghose Copy Share Image
“I mean, we live on a knife's edge, between the ordinary and whatever isn't - something terrible, something hilarious or very exciting, whatever. The… — Bhaskar Ghose Copy Share Image
“But why this obsession with what's actually true, the real, all that? Can't you accept that our lives are always part fiction?” — Bhaskar Ghose Copy Share Image
“It was a truth I had to accept, a truth that underscored that I had aged - one that brought with its attendant images… — Bhaskar Ghose Copy Share Image
