And once again, only the Small Things were said. The Big Things lurked unsaid inside. - Arundhati Roy

maybe that’s what life is, or ends up being most of the time: a rehearsal for a performance that never eventually materializes. (p155)

One day Kashmir will make India self-destruct in the same way. You may have blinded all of us, every one of us, with your pellet guns by then. But you will still have eyes to see what you have done to us. You're not destroying us. You are constructing us. It's yourselves that you are destroying. Khuda Hafiz.

Another world is not only possible, she's on the way and, on a quiet day, if you listen very carefully you can hear her breathe.