“When the night arrives, I often look up at the bright sky only to close my eyes and see the light within. Everything above so is below.”
Nikhil Sharda“Contrary to popular belief, people always say "It was a pleasure doing business with you". It is the only thing that has stayed with me after an assignment. Always mix business with pleasure. That is a secret they don't want you to know. BUT never mix pleasure with business. Then you might just end up in a divorce.”
Nikhil Sharda“A bug lies in quiet repose;when he passed no one knows.Did he suffer, was he pained?Before he died, was knowledge gained?Were all life’s pressures much too great.To put upon so small a weight?Although not one for pessimism,I think he died of journalism!”
Nikhil Sharda“How I feel is inconsequential to all that I have stopped feeling for.”
Nikhil Sharda“There just seems to be too much violence everywhere, even the news can't help break now and then on TV”
Nikhil Sharda“The codfish lays ten thousand eggs.The homely hen lays one.Codfish never cackles to tell you what she has done.And so we scorn the codfish,while the humble hen we prize,which only goes to show you that it pays to advertise!”
Nikhil Sharda“When the night arrives, I often look up at the bright sky only to close my eyes and see the light within. Everything above so is below.”
Nikhil Sharda, Sans Destination“Money can merely buy/acquire/get you what is already available. Without it one has an unlimited opportunity to innovate and create anything,”
Nikhil Sharda, Sans Destination“Imagine the world as a crayon box, and it took every colour to draw each of us. Adding a shade lighter and darker with each interaction. None would be black or white, either purely absorbing all, or reflecting each. #ColourMeSpotless”
Nikhil Sharda, Sans Destination“Enjoy writers and entertainers but don't substitute their synthesis of truth and reality for your own. Seek your own counsel as much as you can. Dependence on any one or anything else will eventually result in disappointment and this may be, as it always was.”
Nikhil Sharda, Sans Destination