“Strolling around. Eyes met and I forgot. He didn't. Something deeper. Something stronger. Hands touched and I forgot. He didn't. He loved me. Slowly and gradually, he gave me all that he felt. But he didn't realise giving could mean… — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share Image
“I don't have a choice sahib. Artho hi kanya parakeeya eva father used to say" "What does it mean?" "It means a girl is… — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share Image
“As deep as the ocean, My rewards for you; The more I give, the more I have; As clear as the summer sky, My thoughts for you; The more I long, the more I fade; As mighty as the mountains, My prayers for you; The more I ask, the more I get; Because our love is one of a kind;… — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share
“I am a Dancer; rehearsing the steps of our unheard song with utmost perfection. Never will you tap your feet consciously. I am a Singer; singing the tune of the song I always wanted you to hear. Never will the melody bring back our memories to you. I am an Orator; emphasizing and emoting what I feel for you. Never… — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share
“Happy be Thy world The world forgetting by the forgotten world; The failed attempts to remember the need to forget; Naturally, Eventually, Gradually, Usually, Finally ; Thy Allies will accompany you and end this Abruptly. For Thy, it may seem simple; Oh Shameless Crook! Thy have done it before and will do it again and when thy does it --… — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share
“Sahib, a bamboo doesn’t flower, but usually when it does it dies. So I am metaphorical to this plant. Last night, I flowered. In the morning I died. I am not being guilty or unhappy regarding the occurrence sahib. I am in ecstasy. I never bloomed in my life, I did once and that was my last. What died is… — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share
“We were strangers under the same roof. We were perfect pretenders in the stage of the world.” — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share Image
“I have never tried to symbolize our relationship by planting a bamboo as you might have supposed, naming my child or visiting her back.… — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share Image
“What is causing this mysterious perpetual air of inconvenience to slowly engulf the evening. It is not merely emptiness but an awakening in itself… — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share Image
“This is a secret which would have died with me, a secret between two people who don't exist anymore for each other.” — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share Image
“Everyday, in the afternoon, When the sun and the clouds are in equipoise, I look up, with shrunken eyes and shadowed forehead, To see… — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share Image
