That is the reason I feel sad. I feel sad because this is an unfair world. Kind men meet brutal fates. I may not change anything but I wish to prepare him for what is to come
She would always recite same stories; a story about some shepherd and his sheep or that about an obedient son. I would lie down in her lap
Her laughter was like ringing of bells. She was vivacious, confident and ambitious, and would have been opposite of any girl my family would choose
How could one feel when his book has been shortlisted for the Man Booker prize? Adding to that, I was nineteen years old, in second year of college
I am a smart man. You may ask how do I know that, but there are some things which could not be explained. A smart person just knows that, period.
It had been twelve days but the picture of that girl was clear in his mind. She would have been only seventeen or eighteen, and had piercing eyes