I started reading Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts during the last days of my summers in Mumbai. A snippet worth sharing:
She loved the guy. She did it for him. She would’ve done anything for him. Some women are like that. Some loves are like that. Most loves are like that, from what I can see. Your heart starts to feel like an overcrowded lifeboat. You throw your pride out to keep it afloat, and your self-respect and your independece. After a while you start throwing people out — your friends, everyone you used to know. And it’s still not enough. The lifeboat is still sinking, and you know it’s going to take you down with it.
Civilization is defined with what we forbid, more than what we permit.
Never let anyone know what you are thinking. Corollary: Always know what others think of you.
Hypocrisy is just another form of cruelty.
Truth is a bully that we all pretend to like.
If you have to ask the question, you have no right to the answer.
Sometimes, you need to surrender before you win.
The worst thing about corruption as a system of governance is that it works so well.
Unfortunately, I came back to Kolkata for my second year, and didn’t carry the book with me. It’s still half read, so hoping to get hold of a copy from the library, and of course, hoping to get time to read it.
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