Shilpi Somaya Gowda Quotes

“Then she rushes to pick up Asha from school, where she is known only as "Asha's mom" by the other mothers, who seem to all spend a lot of time together. Somer has no time for the PTA and bake sales. She has no time for herself. Her profession no longer defines her, but neither does being a mother. Both are pieces of her, and yet they don't seem to add up to a whole.”

“Time is expensive !Then why it is free for many ??Time is a gift !Then why precious moments are uncherished ??Time has value !Then why we wait for the right time until slipps off ??Time is same to All !Then why complaint ?? I have no time !!!Time never returns !!Time cannot be recycled !!Time flies !!Use it as a Gift to someone !!!!It brings joy...! It heals...!Handle your Time Today !It will handle you Tomorrow...!!!GOOD MORNING ALL !Time makes you healthy & wealthy!!”

“She was simply Asha, a woman on her own. Had the situation been otherwise, she might not have come to know her own brain.”

“Same Money or Nobody will save you.”

“As every slumdweller knew, there were three main ways out of poverty: finding an entrepreneurial niche, as the Husains had found in garbage; politics and corruption, in which Asha placed her hopes; and education.”

“My family’s tradition of ‘matching-matching’ names is so obsessive, it’s against the order of nature. When my uncles Anil and Anant married, they took advantage of a heinous custom in Marathi weddings. After the pheras, a dish of uncooked rice is placed before the newlyweds, and whatever name the husband chooses to write in the rice becomes the new name of his wife.Because marriage in our culture is akin to buying a puppy at a pet shop and saying, ‘I am your new owner, and I shall call you Flu y.’So Anil Adarkar brought home Asha Adarkar (née Kiran), and Anant Adarkar brought home Anita Adarkar (née Geeta). And to complete this picture of divine perfection they named their children Aniket, and Ashwini and Ashleysha, respectively.”

“It is interesting how one word can spark memories that one believes she has buried beyond recognition.”

“Her face may have been the most beautiful female face I have ever seen. Yet, it was a beauty that was intimidating and overwhelming. It was an exquisiteness that made you want to turn and run, instead of approach.”

“It is interesting how one word can spark memories that one believes she has buried beyond recognition. War reminded me of the sharp and bittersweet smell of burning homes, temples, and palaces. It made my eyes cloud over with a haze of dense smoke, kicked up dirt as people went running and careening around corners, and the flashing colors of different garments as citizens ran in all directions, their lives suddenly meaningless. The word war made me twelve years old again and frightened beyond sanity.”

“He loves her for everything she is and is not. She’s old enough to appreciate that.”