"As my childhood got opportunity to grow up amidst variety of geography and people practicing different cultures, I could experience the very essence of our diversity."

"Poetry is part of our culture in many ways."

"I am quite sure that poetry will live long with our generations to come."

"Love, compassion, humanity are values which are irreplaceable."

"The Taj Mahal is not just a monument, but a symbol of love."

"A good poem cannot be written with one's mind on the earth. Though one has to write poems about the earth and existence, one cannot write poems while staying grounded. To write an outstanding poem, a flight to the heights of transcendence is needed. However, a person cannot always remain in that elevated state. When one descends, they touch the earth and write ordinary stuff."

"Trust isn't solely about keeping faith in others' promises; it's also about being dependable in the promises we've made to others."

"Merely holding the desire to walk together with someone is not enough if one does not possess the art and aptitude of walking together."

"A heart can hold a heart-full of anything."

"Silence is the best language to speak in when you have lots of things to say."

"I am stark sane, but my mind is erratically crazy."

"I am playful in words but sincere in action."

"No matter how happy you are; start assuming, suspecting and doubting; and make yourself the most unhappy person on the universe."

"Keep yourself busy until you feel sleepy."

"Silence is polite, but not always."

"Love is the cruelest event."

"Sometimes, silence works more intensely than a bayonet to slay a tender heart."

"Some people are so stiff-necked that they cannot think any other way than their own preconceived ideas."

"If you are working in a team, do not expect an outcome of your excellence."

"Together; we would create some ecstatic memories, but you are either busy or sleepy."

"I exist no more, every moment a new being lives inside me."

"They called it that, I mean ‘democracy’."

"Every morning I wake up with the news of bloodshed. I feel my body, desperate to know whether I’m still alive."

"Are people like market who live as humans when they’re alone but live as great complexity when they’re in groups?"

"Man and woman cease to be humans once they get lost into crowds."

"This market speaking life when heard from each person is now making staggering confused noise of all people speaking together."

"I'm searching a heart inside me-- a heart that's ebullient by swallowing the entire pain of the creation, a heart jubilant by accepting the entire tears of the world, a heart aglow by merging the entire dark within itself a heart that's smooth, effervescent and clean."

"Having been ripped open and drained by the crowd when I enter my home, many homes seem to be waiting for me to give a shape to this life which is about to perish."

"The lovers feel that they are content looking at each other from a distance. The repulsiveness caused by heat between them, is more powerful than all cravings for love and lust."

"From the sky one cannot touch the heart of the stone petrified with a desire to live after living a life of softness for long, one cannot get to touch the tenderness of a flower smiling despite being battered in turn by heat and frost."

"The experience knows that the rule of an autocrat cannot last long."

"The walls are releasing heat , as if they are angry with each other. The room has been insaned by the heat. The bed is inflamed as if it were an oven. The bed sheet is soaked with sweat, and about to run away getting stuck to the man."

"I know you'll speak no truth at this time. I've to be guided solely by your silence, your eyes and the inaudible appeals of your heart."

"You who are sitting before me have the power to change my consciousness into painting, poem, melody or anything else!"

"Without asking anybody’s advice I turned myself insane."

"Which eyes should I look for to find the ultimate unreasoned answer?"

"In how many minds should I go crazy? whom should I ask?"

"Should I complete this poem or should I put my room’s light out?"

"When this flood blocks the road I am worried more by my soil getting washed, than by getting late to reach my destination."

"This moment I am keener on the stories of valour washed away by this year's monsoon floods than the abstract shapes glued to myths, history and stories."

"Let us be honest we have praised Angulimala will make no difference if you convey my salute to Amrapali."

"This evening, too the Sun had to tell the same story before he went away, leaving the forlorn moon hankering after his light."

"The road kept coming, and continued going somewhere alone."

"Still enveloped in a blanket of dreams my life continued to lie still, pretending as if it was in a deep slumber."

"I asked my life why it carried along my dreams but chose to escape me."

"Life was running, running after a mirage-like desires."

"Is freedom dearer than life? or does it become easier to live when life becomes difficult?"

"I was feeling like mad by the melody of birds singing out of tune in the settlements where travels lose their own destinations."

"I felt I was getting enraged and losing my speech like them losing their dreams."

"I could not say which one was more authentic, their fate or the slender woody sticks that supported their shacks."