Claiming to have re-read literature is like saying you've already seen the Sun and Moon. The hallmark of a great literary work is that it feels fresh with each read, as the time between readings shifts your mindset and perspective, making it feel like a new experience every time.

If I can't afford a mobile worth 1 lakh, I'll settle for a 15k Redmi that performs all the basic functions well. I don't like comparing options in between other prize ranges and trying to choose the right one.

No, it's a deliberate plot twist, kept hidden from the audience for shock value, while leaving the characters unaffected. Take The Usual Suspects, for example — like how the police didn't realize Keyser Soze was fabricating a fictional story when he narrated the events to them.

PS life pro tip this, either get the highest end phone so that you dont need to look into specs or a normal phone for 15k which can do everything, everything else inbetween is mental gymnastics

11.13

The future is as fixed as the past. Only the present is fluid and everything you do only crystallizes it.

Regret stems from the realization that comes after a mistake, one made without the awareness you now have. It's pointless, like wishing, after learning to swim, that you could have done it better before you knew how to swim.

How can she leave the biggest fuckboy name of all: Karthik.

கேக்கணும்னு தைரியம் இருக்கே, அந்த தைரியம் பத்தாதா?

The city is already built. One has to manage with what one already has.

'The things one tries hardest to avoid are those one finds one cannot escape.' - Marvel Proust, Within a Budding Grove.

Margaery Tyrell.

"...how could the world last longer than myself, since it was it that was enclosed in me..." - Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove.

The only right answer.

"Indeed it quite annoyed her to be so attractive to people, since it obliged her to disappoint them, whereas her natural instinct was always to give pleasure." - Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove.

What I want above all is to see you look less unhappy.

'Like a man sometimes who has been so kind to a woman that he refrains from declaring his passion in order not to deprive his kindness of its appearance of nobility.' - Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove.

This guy is to DMK what Arnab is to BJP.

You are always on the verge of exploding but never having exploded even once.

Still amazes me that The Syrian Christian presence in India significantly predates the life of Adi Shankara.