Q And A Vikas Swarup Quotes

Love doesn't happen in an instant. It creeps up on you and then it turns your life upside down. It colors your waking moments, and fills your dreams. You begin to walk on air and see life in brilliant new shades. But it also brings with it a sweet agony, a delicious torture.

And for the first time in my life, I saw something new reflected in the eyes that saw me. Respect. It taught me a very valuable lesson. That dreams have power only over your own mind. But with money you can have power over the minds of others

The one conclusion I have reached is that whiskey is a great leveler. You might be a hotshot advertising executive or a lowly foundry worker, but if you cannot hold your drink, you are just a drunkard.

And I realized again that real life is different from reel life.

I wonder what it feels like to have no desires left because you have satisfied them all, smothered them with money even before they are born. Is an existence without desire very desirable? And is the poverty of desire better than rank poverty itself?

A great artist is not one who merely fits into a genre but one who defines the genre.

One does not question a miracle.

You must never take a direct route to your destination.

Train journeys are about possibilities. They denote a change in state. When you arrive, you are no longer the same person who departed.

Till now, my conception of love has been based entirely on what I have seen in Hindi films, where the hero and the heroine make eye contact, and whoosh, some strange chemistry sets their hearts beating and their vocal chords tingling, and the next you see of them they are off singing songs in Swiss Villages and American shopping malls.

The line of head is strong, but the line of heart is weak. And most importantly, the line of life is short. The stars do not seem to be right.

There is some pleasure even in pain. A sweet ecstasy.

The burning ambition of my life was to marry her one day. The consuming worry of my life was to whether she would agree.

I held my breath and wished for that moment to last as long as it possibly could, because a waking dream is always more fleeting than a sleeping one.

Your beauty is an elixir. Which has given an orphan life. Lovesick I will die, from the grave I will cry Should you decline to become my wife.

Confuse your trail, lose your trail.

There are those who will say that I brought this upon myself. By dabbling in that quiz show. They will wag a finger at me and remind me of what the elders in Dharavi say about never crossing the dividing line that separates the rich from the poor. After all, what business did a penniless waiter have to be participating in a brain quiz? The brain is not an organ we are authorized to use. We are supposed to use only our hands and legs.

It is a destiny of a woman to suffer in silence.

The city may have chosen to ignore the ugly growth of Dharavi, but a cancer cannot be stopped simply by being declared illegal. It still kills with its slow poison.

I may have entered her body, but now I want to enter her mind.

...a rainy day ceases to have meaning for a person who has lived in the open under a monsoon cloud most of his life.

Lajwanti made the cardinal mistake of trying to cross the dividing line that separates the existence of the rich from that of the poor. She made the fatal error of dreaming beyond her means. The bigger the dream, the bigger the disappointment.

After all, what business did a penniless waiter have to be participating in a brain quiz? The brain is not an organ we are authorized to use. We are supposed to use only our hands and legs.

You have been counting rosary beads for an era But the wandering of your mind does not halt Forsake the beads in your hand And start moving the beads of your heart.

appearances can be deceptive and the dividing line between good and bad is very thin indeed.

The brain is not an organ we are authorized to use. We are supposed to use only our hands and legs.

Love doesn't happen in an instant. It creeps up on you and then it turns your life upside down. It colors your waking moments and fills your dreams.

What would i do with all that wealth ? Eventually a man just needs six feet of cloth for his shroud

That dreams have power only over your own mind. But with money you can have power over the minds of other

One does not question a miracle

Well, Madam, we poor can also ask questions and demand answers. And I bet you, if the poor conducted a quiz, the rich wouldn’t be able to answer a single question.