Suketu K G Quotes & Sayings

This is the true meaning of exile : some insurmountable force that keeps you from going back. — Suketu Mehta

Networking means the act of exchanging information with people who can help you professionally. — Michele Jennae

It is as difficult to move down the caste ladder as it is to move up. — Suketu Mehta

It is the sexual frenzy of a closed society, and the women of Golpitha are the gutters for these men's emissions. — Suketu Mehta

Each person's life is dominated by a central event, which shapes and distorts everything that comes after it and, in retrospect, everything that came before. — Suketu Mehta

We lived in Bombay and we lived in Mumbai and sometimes, I lived in both of them at the same time. — Suketu Mehta

With years of experience doing whatever it takes to get to the bottom of each story, I am looking forward to covering the stories in the human dimension and impart the passion and visceral reactions the audience seeks. — Geraldo Rivera

All the criminals do their work on the screen, which people can see. Politicians work behind the screen, which the public can't see.1 - Gang leader Chotta Shakeel, in Suketu Mehta, Maximum City — Dinesh D'Souza

No - the trampling, driving extravert, the one who always feels impelled to Do Something and is never inhibited by doubts or qualms, by sympathy or sensibility. — Aldous Huxley

Illinois is the only state where the present governor rides around in a car whose license plate was made by a previous governor. — David Letterman

The gang war will never end. Because at it's core , it is not the gangsters against the police or the gangster against another. It is a young man with a Mauser against history personal and political, it is revolution one murder at a time. — Suketu Mehta

Men are so easy to manipulate, poor things. — Elizabeth Peters

I spoke of my desire of finding a friend, of my thirst for a more intimate sympathy with a fellow mind than had ever fallen to my lot, and expressed my conviction that a man could boast of little happiness who did not enjoy this blessing. — Mary Shelley

I have 52 first cousins. My mom and dad were the only two to move to North America, so I've got deep family there, but I'm a California kid. — Donal Logue

And at the moment of contact, they do not know if the hand that is reaching for theirs belongs to a Hindu or Muslim or Christian or Brahmin or untouchable or whether you were born in this city or arrived only this morning or whether you live in Malabar Hill or New York or Jogeshwari; whether you're from Bombay or Mumbai or New York. All they know is that you're trying to get to the city of gold, and that's enough. Come on board, they say. We'll adjust. — Suketu Mehta

A city like Bombay, like New York, that is a recent creation on the planet and does not have a substantial indigenous population, is full of restless people. Those who have come here have not been at ease somewhere else. And unlike others who may have been equally uncomfortable wherever they came from, these people got up and moved. As I have discovered, having once moved, it is difficult to stop moving. — Suketu Mehta

The stacks of pav have been sprinkled with chutney -
the top half of the inside of the bun is bathed in green chutney, the bottom with red garlic chutney -
and the assistant reaches out with one hand, in one continuous arc of his arm opening the pav, scooping up two of the vadas, one in each nest of pav, and delivering it to the hungry customer. I walk away from the stall and crush the vada by pressing down on it with the pav; little cracks appear in the crispy surface, and the vada oozes out its potato-and-pea mixture. I eat. The crispy batter, the mouthful of sweet-soft pav tempering the heat of the chutney, the spices of the vada mixture - dark with garam masala and studded with whole cloves of garlic that look like cashews - get masticated into a good mouthful, a good mouth-feel. My stomach is getting filled, and I feel I am eating something nourishing after a long spell of sobbing. Borkar has done his dharma. — Suketu Mehta

I asked Raghav, as we were looking over the wasteland, if the Muslims they burnt would beg for their lives. "Yes they would say, Have mercy on us. But we were filled with such hate; we had Radhabi Chawl on our minds. And even if there was one who said, Let him go, there would be ten others saying, No kill him. And so we had to kill him.

"But what if he was innocent?"

Raghav looked at me. "His biggest crime was that he was Muslim. — Suketu Mehta

I figure the universe is basically like a machine. I don't know who made it, if it was the Fates, or the gods, or capital-G God, or whatever. But it chugs along the way it's supposed to most of the time. Sure, little pieces break and stuff goes haywire once in a while, but mostly ... things happen for a reason. — Rick Riordan

It was when I realised I had a new nationality: I was in exile. I am an adulterous resident: when I am in one city, I am dreaming of the other. I am an exile; citizen of the country of longing. — Suketu Mehta

A hit man's character is defined above all by narcissism, that complex mix of egotism and self-hatred. — Suketu Mehta

In the looking, I found the cities within me. — Suketu Mehta

Time is a resource, much like money or autonomy, which can be invaluable or can be squandered. — Chris Gabrieli

What oil companies don't want you to know is that refineries use a huge amount of electricity in refining gasoline. And that's usually not even figured into reports about gas cars' overall energy use. — Chris Paine

Afterward, he would leave her, and he would go to sleep in his own home. "It's hard to understand," he would tell Lila whenever she would press his gently on the subject, "but with us Arabs, a man can come and go, and his wife will not say a word. She'll notice the length of his absences, but she won't press him or ask for explanations. For his part, so long as he acts modestly and doesn't show off his lover in plain view, then he will not bring shame on his family. — Anat Talshir

Love exposes you, makes you vulnerable and kills the personas you built on top of your true self. — Suketu Mehta

The man who comes to fix the cable approaches her when she is alone in the house. 'Is there anything to eat?' he asks. 'There are some chapatis,' she replies. 'Can I get something to eat?' he repeats. — Suketu Mehta