The Voice, Afghan Matchmakers Say, Is More

Poverty And Pride Are Devoted Blood Brothers Until One, Always And Inevitably, Kills The Other.

Optimism Is The First Cousin Of Love, And It's Exactly Like Love In Three Ways: It's Pushy, It Has No Real Sense Of Humour, And It Turns Up Where You Least Expect It.

They Claim A Hidden Corner Of Our Hearts, All Those Moments That Stay With Us Unscreamed. That's Where Loves, Like Elephants, Drag Themselves To Die. It's The Place Where Pride Allows Itself To Cry.

None Of Us Lie Or Guard Our Secrets When We Sing, And India Is A Nation Of Singers Whose First Love Is The Kind Of Song We Turn To When Crying Just Isn't Enough.

Men Reveal What They Think When They Look Away, And What They Feel When They Hesitate. With Women, It's The Other Way Around