Top 15 Shamini Flint Quotes

Why do you buy [shoddy goods] if you think the quality is so poor?

[Inspector] Singh closed his eyes and contemplated the gloom within. Circles within circles. Would a child of one of these dead men – killed in a holy place – grow up with revenge on his mind like Tanvir Singh had done? It didn’t bear thinking about.

Singh stared down at the empty clear-plastic slots and felt a profound sense of loss. These pages would remain forever empty now. No happy family, no children. Was that a bit sexist? No Nobel Prize for Chemistry, he amended.

“Sounds like preparation for war,” remarked Singh, yet again forced to contemplate the difference between Singapore policing’s idea of a tough day at the office, an outbreak of jaywalking perhaps, and the Indian equivalent.
“Sometimes it is exactly like war,” said Patel in a quiet voice and Singh had a sudden glimpse into the abyss.

“Text messaging?” “That is main way that trouble-makers are getting flash mobs together for riots,” explained Patel.
Singh chewed on his bottom lip thoughtfully. Technology had a lot to answer for. ... It did beg the question though – how had the more tiresome elements of society begun riots before the era of mobile phones – carrier pigeons?

“Finger prints?” “Wiped.” Singh sighed. Was there a criminal out there who didn’t know to wipe his prints?

“Indian police not at all good at keeping secrets.” “The press doesn’t seem to know that it’s murder,” said Singh reassuringly.

Having accidentally watched ten minutes of a head-waggling, hip-shaking, breast-jiggling extravaganza on television, the inspector wasn’t surprised that thespian qualities were not at a premium. It was disheartening, however, to think that it was skin colour that was of paramount importance instead.

Singh returned to his reading material, a glossy brochure that folded like a particularly annoying map, for the products of Bharat Chemicals. ... A flowchart explained that the employee structure combined the best elements of East and West’ – surly American management and cheap Indian labour, concluded Singh.

I thought you didn't approve of my job." "Different when it's family."
"Most murder victims have families."
She nodded once. "So you better hurry up and find this killer instead of hiding here smoking cigarettes.

If publicity was the lifeblood of terrorists, the week-long siege of the hotel had been a massive transfusion.

Without money, terrorists were just angry young men with an axe to grind. With money, the metaphorical axe became real and sharp and terrifying. He knew that very well – had learnt it the hard way – from his murder investigation in Bali after the bombings there.

Everyone needs a hobby," said [Inspector] Singh. "Terrorists also." "Oh, I see," said [Inspector] Singh, flippancy erased from his voice. "That's not good news.

I'm quite persuasive," said Singh, his face forbidding. "And," he amended, "she was willing to be persuaded.

Don't know about police methods in the United States," remarked Singh, "but where I come from a person last seen having an argument with someone who later turns up dead goes straight to the top of the list of suspects.