If You Don't Have Dreams, How Do

India Is A Place Where All Stories Are Possible. You Forget That The Imagination Can Take Hold Of Anything And Contemplate It And Love It And Describe It.

I Wept Like A Child. It Was Not Because I Was Overcome At Having Survived My Ordeal, Though I Was. Nor Was It The Presence Of My Brothers And Sisters, Though That Too Was Very Moving. I Was Weeping Because ....fill In The Blank With Whatever/whoever Helped You Survive... Had Left Me So Unceremoniously.

The Presence Of God Is The Finest Of Rewards.

We Were, Literally And Figuratively, In The Same Boat.

A House Is A Compressed Territory Where Our Basic Needs Can Be Fulfilled Close By And Safely.