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1 " I have to wonder at a world that allows men to go about as if they own it and women to live as if they must endure it. (The Waiting) "
― Jenny Bhatt , Each of Us Killers
2 " Who does have it all figured out, really? If someone tells you they’ve figured out exactly what they want to do with their entire life, they are either lying—to you and themselves—or they haven’t thought about it enough. (Return to India) "
3 " I’ll tell you now: this America of ours—it’s not the country me and my kind grew up in. It’s not the America these new people come to find neither. And, seems to me, this unknown country no longer cares for what either of us got to offer. The handful of folks who’ve figured out what they want, well, they grab it from the rest of us without askin’. What has happened to America, can anyone tell me? (Return to India) "
4 " Lovers, they say, look for a complete reflection of themselves in each other. Like Narcissus and his pool, where each was enamored by his reflection in the other’s eyes. (Fragments of Future Memories) "
5 " How easily, Urmi thinks, we place our trust everywhere except in the one precious sanctuary that is ours alone, ours forever. (Pros and Cons) "
6 " When baking bread, a process happens called “oven spring.” The high heat of the oven releases the water from the dough as steam and yeast help release carbon dioxide from the sugars. The steam and carbon dioxide cause rapid expansion in the loaf’svolume. I think, sometimes, of what happened that night with Charlie as a kind of oven spring for my life. (Life Spring) "
7 " Bole tena bor vechai. Speak up if you want to sell your fruit in the market. (The Prize) "
8 " What is destiny, Vidya asks silently. For women like her and Ma, it is simply a dagger thrown at you, which you must catch either by the blade or the handle. If you can figure out which end is which. (Journey to a Stepwell) "
9 " Some numbers I want them to know: fifty, the age of the man they knocked over; fifteen, my age when I met him as a child bride; twenty-five, the number of years I had been his wife; fifty thousand, the amount we had gotten for our farmland to pay for my sick parents’ hospital bills; two, the count of bottles of rat poison we had bought to end our constant worries about work and money; one. the only time I had been pregnant, and he had gone from the happiest to the saddest man I had ever known. (The Waiting) "
10 " Have you ever seen someone grow old right before you? The light dimming in their eyes, their facial skin slackening into creases, and their neck drooping as if from some inescapable weight placed on it? (Each of Us Killers) "
11 " Critiquing literature well involves learning about some crucial aspects of ourselves as individuals and as a species. It is how we elevate and preserve our literary traditions."- Jenny Bhatt@jennybhatt "
― Jenny Bhatt
