“The moon and the stars sigh. The days elude them, but they are the ones who witness the sorrows of the night. How they wish they could resolve the unbound grief of the human heart. If only, they could know what it was looking for. If only, unbound joy could be the answer.”
“The moon and the stars sigh. The days elude them, but they are the ones who witness the sorrows of the night. How they wish they could resolve the unbound grief of the human heart. If only, they could know what it was looking for. If only, unbound joy could be the answer.”
Sanchit Gupta
“What doesn’t belong to us, we have no right to call our own. One can’t win anything by force, ever. That is not what we, Kashmiris do. That is not what we, Indians do.”
Sanchit Gupta, The Tree with a Thousand Apples“What is death if not these words that I say”
Sanchit Gupta, The Tree with a Thousand Apples“If a criminal was once a saint & a saint was once a criminal, then who is the criminal & who is the saint?”
Sanchit Gupta, The Tree with a Thousand Apples“They want a hero to worship, and a villain to condemn. They have found their villain today, and they would cherish it for as long as they can, till another one comes along.”
Sanchit Gupta, The Tree with a Thousand Apples“Revenge is an orphan in bad company she had learnt. Until it accepts the truth, it may never find grace.”
Sanchit Gupta, The Tree with a Thousand Apples“Yes, you are right. I lost my home, my mother, my identity. I lost it. Not you, Inspector Imandar. I did. They I don't understand, what did you lose? What did you lose that you hate them so much?”
Sanchit Gupta, The Tree with a Thousand Apples“The moon and the stars sigh. The days elude them, but they are the ones who witness the sorrows of the night. How they wish they could resolve the unbound grief of the human heart. If only, they could know what it was looking for. If only, unbound joy could be the answer.”
Sanchit Gupta, The Tree with a Thousand Apples“The days elude them, but they are the ones who witness the sorrows of the night. The wretched, gloomy nights. How they wish they could resolve the unbound grief of the human heart. If only they know what it was looking for. If only unbound joy could be the answer.”
Sanchit Gupta, The Tree with a Thousand Apples“You don’t know what you miss. A woman’s body is like whipped cream, so delicate and delicious it will melt in your mouth.”
Sanchit Gupta, The Tree with a Thousand Apples“No one lives long in a war.”
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