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• “How often he had felt that living life is nothing more than writing on the surface of the lake! So fleeting! Ephemeral! Although each day when it arrives seems like the day that has just passed, it does hold well the power to bring something new or to take away someone dear.”

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• “Do you know I have lost my heart to you?” His voice rustled like starched silk when trampled upon. “I am losing my sleep as well. And when sleep does come, I dream only of you.” He murmured.”

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• “I cannot explain how it all happened, Father. I know only that now I want to be with her.”

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• “What is there to tell? She kept rolling out words and I kept listening.”
  “What did she say? What did you say?”
  “I could hear not a single word that she uttered. What did I say? I could say nothing. Friend! My senses and judgement, self-restraint, peace, my entire strength - all deserted me. I ran to her and stood before her with folded arms like a slave. O Jitaji, like the moth that flutters around the candle I offered my life as a sacrifice to her.”

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• “You could not love me for I am a man with a hideous face, but what baffles me is that you cared nought for the fact that my thoughts are not inelegant?”

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• “Like a thief, the image of her taut, well-formed body crept into his mind next. His hair swept backwards, shot up like long needles in the rush of the air and his thoughts grew bolder. He marveled how beautifully her body arched as she stood and gave commands. Vishwakarma, the god of all craftsmen, in an exalting moment had threaded a wire through it to give it that elegant curve. From that instant, the memories of a wife, of dear daughters waiting back in the village seemed hazy as in a dream. Inhibitions became soft barriers. He remembered the gestures of Chanda Bai’s two hands as she talked; her palms like delicate seashells; her elegant fingers. Flashes of her jewel studded ears, another pair of shells; and her long hair lovingly braided by her servants with thick strands of white and yellow jasmine flowers interlaced in them. He wanted to caress those flowers with his finger.”

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• “He felt no shame in their love. It was great, honest and high. He had never in his life seen a woman like her. He admired her like he had no one before. If she were to go away, he would abandon everyone and everything that he ever cared for and follow her like a dog. He would lose his mind otherwise.”

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• “With her blazing fire she came to me and consumed fully the fluttering insect of frenzied love residing inside me.”

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• “Despair is a bad thing, friend. The world moves on through hope. We will be home soon. You will feel better then.” But the darkness around him embraced him like stormy waves do a drowning man. He felt he was sinking in the sea of hopelessness.”

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• “I hold loyalty above everything. Anything that causes a man to betray his friends, country and his calling is cheap – low class - in my eyes.”

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• “Flowers – so beautiful – they seemed like they were smiling.”

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• “I am not a fool. I have just loved with an honest heart. Ask the moon and the night sky and these jungles, they will bear the testimony. But the world – that is a different matter.”

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• “One day, when my face and my name are forgotten – for the wheel of life involves everyone thrown into this world in its revolving circle and mixes them finally with the dust – then I would perhaps become transparent as a breeze. And if one looks for the heroes of our times and of the past, all then just heaps of insignificant dust, they would be found blowing by the force of my currents, in my stories.”

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• “I know that I am born low and that my misfortunes were written in my destiny. I, born to be a slave, walk a path alongside the path of a queen and our two paths do never cross. The lines of fate cannot be effaced for anyone, everyone knows that.”

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• “The starved beast, sensing the prey, was restless.”

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• “The night was dark and pregnant with mystical presences. It was fragrant, startled one with sudden cries and incited him with fear and awe. Still, in its blackness each man felt like a prince.”

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• “The lady laughed a little laugh and said, “A man with a strong body as yours is not capable of doing anything more than showing a few shiny pieces of cloth? Where is the obsession of the moth that hurtles itself into the flame out of devotion?”
  “Show me first the wick that burns itself to light the room, Ma’m?”

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• “A host of tutelary deities must be waiting upon her on all sides, for her performance displayed perfection. Her appearance had thrown magic upon us. Her dance held us all in thrall.”

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• “Like a thief, the image of her taut, well-formed body crept into his mind next. He marveled how beautifully her body arched as she stood and gave commands. Vishwakarma, the god of all craftsmen, in an exalting moment had threaded a wire through it to give it that elegant curve.”

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• “He looked up at him in the dim light of the lantern and that was when the expression on his face turned a page, from one scribbled with troubled, wrinkly lines to absolute terror.”

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• “His body was shriveled like a leaf that has left its tree and that has been curled by time about its natural lines.”

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• “Slid into the folds of all my tales, in furtive whispers, would also be my highest, most esteemed thoughts. History will be kinder to me then, kinder than you have ever been to me.”

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• “From what I am learning of you, you know only to use others to push your plans. But you forget those plans are not even yours to push. They are God’s plans. Every man has to die, how he dies, God decides.”

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• “Last evening, a group of women had danced for them and the entire night was spent in revelry. By morning, a good many young men were missing, looped in the alluring coils of the locks of the departing dancers.”

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• “Last night, I visited another shrine.”

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