A delightful gentleman, indeed.
How can any man be so much of a gentleman, persistently, that the title of the book on him, especially mentions this trait of his?
The woman with the yellow umbrella
'The cherry blossoms need to keep the drops for a while, they need the freshness amidst the heat of recent days.' She imagined, and smiled.
To make her laugh
" Because in the moments when you laugh, you can’t be anything but happy. And in the moments of laughter, there hides love."
One afternoon
"I walked back from lunch,
crossed the street without a second thought,
and was humming a Hindi song when,
just like that, out of nowhere,
it snowed."
Waiting for birds
"I wait, patiently, curious.
Out of which corner will it enter
and towards where will it go?"
Some mornings
'Look here, you have no reason,
to complain and fret.
There is food in the fridge,
there is this cute home, wood and white.
And of course, there is the duvet.'
Between a movie and a word
'But dear 'esoteric,' inside my head, you shall forever be mapped to the scene in 'Spring summer fall winter... and spring,' where a murderer carves out the Budhist sutra for controlling one's mind. '
Roads
"Not the kinds that Robert Frost took in his poetry, the ones less travelled."
Notes on ‘The Great Gatsby’
'After all Nick Carraway is the narrator, he put the story down. All those observations, carrying layers of meaning, are products of Nick's intelligence.'
Purged
'It is hard for me to picturise
the orange of the fire
winning over the deep red of blood.
In the world of colours, I believe,
it happens the other way around.'
