Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows.
-Nick Bantock
Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit.
As a camel beareth labour, and heat, and hunger, and thirst, through deserts of sand, and fainteth not; so the fortitude of a man shall sustain him through all perils.
If I had to choose a religion, the sun as the universal giver of life would be my god.
No matter how powerful the person is, however great are his feelings for you...
or even if you consider him God; he too, does not hold the authority to guarantee
you a permanent solution for your peace, happiness and prosperity.
-Deep Trivedi