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“കൌതുകകരമായ ഒര�� നിരീക്ഷണ�� ഇതാണ��.ഭാരതീ�� ചാതുര്‍വര്‍ണ്യത്തിന്റെ പാടങ്ങള്�� ഉപയോഗിച്ചാല്�� ക്രിസ്തുവിന്റെതു ഏത�� വര്‍ണ�� ? പിറവികൊണ്ട�� ക്ഷത്രിയന്�� -ദാവിദിന്റെ വംശത്തില്�� ജനിച്ചവന്��.തൊഴിലുകൊണ്ട് വൈശ്യന്�� .സംസര്‍ഗ�� കൊണ്ട് ശൂദ്രന്�� - വിജാതിയരുടെയും ചുങ്കക്കാരുടെയും ചങ്ങാത�� .ധ്യാനം കൊണ്ടു�� ബലികൊണ്ടും പുരോഹിതന്�� . ഒരേസമയ�� നിന്നിലുണ്ടാകണ�� �� ചതുര്മാനങ്ങള്�� .തോല്‍ക്കുന്ന യുദ്ധങ്ങളില്�� ഏര്‍പ്പെടുന്ന പോരാളി ,വിയര്‍പ്പുകൊണ്ട�� മാത്രം അപ്പ�� ഭക്ഷിക്കുന്ന പണിയാളന്��,ഭ്രഷ്ട�� അനുഭവിക്കുന്നവരുടെയു�� , വിളുബില്�� വസിക്കുന്നവരുടെയും ചങ്ങാത�� .”
― Fr.Boby Jose Kattikad

“Dying is not a solution.. I want to live with You..!”
― K. Hari Kumar, When Strangers meet..

“If a writer starts worring about what he or she has left out or forgotten, they might not be able to write even a single line.”
― Baby Halder, A Life Less Ordinary: A Memoir

“There are three trips you take to India: the one you think you’re going to have �� that you plan for; the one you actually have; and the one you live through once you go back home.”
― Erin Reese

“We preach and practice brotherhood �� not only of man but of all living beings �� not on Sundays only but on all the days of the week. We believe in the law of universal justice �� that our present condition is the result of our past actions and that we are not subjected to the freaks of an irresponsible governor, who is prosecutor and judge at the same time; we depend for our salvation on our own acts and deeds and not on the sacrificial death of an attorney.”
― Virchand Raghavji Gandhi, The Monist

“India will reveal to you the places in your heart that must be purified.”
― Erin Reese

“We know we are all tarnished, so we doubt everyone else too. It is sad situation, where we need a leader but cannot really trust anyone.”
― Chetan Bhagat, What Young India Wants

“Before I was married, I thought the sound of bangles jangling on my forearms would be delightful. I looked forward to being able to wear bells around my ankles and silver necklaces around my neck, but not any more, not since I had learned what they represented for the man who gave them. A necklace was no prettier than a piece of of rope that ties a goat to a tree, depriving it of freedom.”
― Phoolan Devi, The Bandit Queen Of India: An Indian Woman's Amazing Journey From Peasant To International Legend

“For, to be woken up at five in the morning by the devotional treacle of Anup Jalota, Hari Om Sharan and other confectioners, all of them simultaneously droning out from several different cassette players; to be relentlessly assaulted for the rest of the day and most of the night by the alternately over-earnest and insolent voices of Kumar Sanu, Alisha Chinoy, Baba Sehgal singing 'Sexy, Sexy, Sexy', and 'Ladki hai kya re baba', 'Sarkaye leyo khatiya' and other hideous songs; to have them insidiously leak into your memory and become moronic refrains running over and over again in your mind; to have your environment polluted and your day destroyed in this way was to know a deepening rage, an impulse to murder, and, finally, a creeping fear at one's own dangerous level of derangement. It was to understand the perfectly sane people you read about in the papers, who suddenly explode into violence one fine day; it was to conceive a lasting hatred for the perpetrators, rich or poor, of these auditory atrocities. (on why he left Varanasi after a few days)”
― Pankaj Mishra, Butter chicken in Ludhiana: Travels in small town India

“What wouldn’t my people give for a few bites of the biryani she ordered me to throw away yesterday because she said it smelt?”
― Renita D'Silva, Monsoon Memories

“A profound impression was created by the discourses of Professor GN Chakravarti and Mrs Besant, who is said to have risen to unusual heights of eloquence, so exhilarating were the influences of the gathering. Besides those who represented our society and religions, especially Vivekananda, VR Gandhi, Dharmapala, captivated the public, who had only heard of Indian people through the malicious reports of interested missionaries, and were now astounded to see before them and hear men who represented the ideal of spirituality and human perfectibility as taught in their respective sacred writings.”
― Henry Olcott, The Life of Buddha and Its Lessons

“I listen to the sound of India's voices for the last time . Laughter ripples like water . A prayer is a single note held long . There is so much life here . And too much death.I feel a soft brezze caress my face and I look up. An orange ribbon is floating through the air . In India , it's easy to see the wind .”
― Cathy Ostlere, Karma

“In India everything has a use and a value.”
― Tahir Shah, Beyond the Devil's Teeth : Journeys in Gondwanaland

“I have heard your orators speak on many questions. One among them the so-called vital question of money which is above all things the most coveted commodity but I, as a Jainist, in the name of my countrymen and of my country, would offer you as the medium of the most perfect exchange between us, henceforth and forever, the indestructible, the unchangeable, the universal currency of good will and peace, and this, my brothers and sisters, is a currency that is not interchangeable with silver and gold, it is a currency of the heart, of the good life, of the highest estate on the earth.”
― Virchand Raghavji Gandhi

“I watched the rows and rows of chappals left by devotees outside the Hindu temple and wondered if the homeless boys who sometimes steal our chickens ever steal them, and if they do, are they punished, and if so by whom?”
― Renita D'Silva, Monsoon Memories

“The Mississippi and its paddle boats, and the rivers of Bengal and their gleaming steamers evoked a similar atmosphere of romance, of long, song-filled voyages, high winds and lonely sunsets.”
― Qurratulain Hyder, Fireflies in the Mist

“The ancient paused for a moment, as if his strength were failing. Yet I sensed that there was more to tell. Looking deep into my eyes, he whispered:
'The Gond kingdoms have fallen, their people live dispersed in poverty: the teak trees and the jungles have been cleared... but the importance of the Gonds must not be forgotten!”
― Tahir Shah, Beyond the Devil's Teeth : Journeys in Gondwanaland

“I was becoming addicted to Bombay. There was squalor and poverty, but I had begun to realise my good fortune and would never again forget it.”
― Tahir Shah, Beyond the Devil's Teeth : Journeys in Gondwanaland

“Bombay is a city where gossip is treated as a commodity.”
― Tahir Shah, Beyond the Devil's Teeth : Journeys in Gondwanaland

“Travolti dal torrente dell'incertezza,
i nostri sogni hanno teso le braccia
Per afferrare la terra.
In mattoni e pietra si irrigidiscono
i loro sogni e così sono state costruite
le città dell'uomo.”
― Rabindranath Tagore, Lover's Gift

“You put cow dung on my face?�� ‘Every day religiously until you were three. Why else do you think your skin is so clear?”
― Renita D'Silva, Monsoon Memories

“I wash the clothes, rinse them and then scrub them again. Will that square little box do that? I am not using any fancy machines when my hands will do.”
― Renita D'Silva, Monsoon Memories

“Every family has secrets, Reena, and they’re there for a reason.”
― Renita D'Silva, Monsoon Memories

“But then the subject turned to the spiritual life and Meg talked about her many visits to ashrams in India and her admiration for Swami Muktananda and Gurumayi. That got in the way, especially because he told her of his skepticism regarding the guru industry, and suggested she might profitably read Gita Mehta’s book Karma Cola. “Why are you so cynical?�� she asked him, as if she genuinely wanted to know the answer, and he said that if you grew up in India it was easy to conclude that these people were fakes. “Yes, of course there are lots of charlatans,�� she said, reasonably, “but can’t you discriminate?�� He shook his head sadly. “No,�� he said. “No, I can’t.�� That was the end of their chat.”
― Salman Rushdie, Joseph Anton: A Memoir

“Be as intellectual as you like about it, but India is brilliantly mad. And if you want to love it, you have to hate it first.”
― Simon Dring, On The Road Again: Thirty Years on the Traveller's Trail to India

“Back at the guest house I tried to acclimatise. A travel-worn adventurer had once told me that leaning with one's head dangling over the end of a bed was the best way to achieve this. It was while I was in this position, the blood rushing to my temples, that the door swung open.”
― Tahir Shah, Beyond the Devil's Teeth : Journeys in Gondwanaland

“Do you know which is the greatest epic till date?”
― K. Hari Kumar, When Strangers meet..

“What better hiding place than an old, woodlice-ridden album of photographs!”
― Renita D'Silva, Monsoon Memories

“Bog je zamenjen Marksom, Satana buržoazijom, raj besklasnim društvom, a crkva partijom, dok su vrsta i cilj putovanja ostali slični. Trka s preponama, na čijem cilju čeka nagrada.”
― Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

“Tidak ada sesuatu yang lebih membosankan daripada suara kemakmuran. Desing membosankan suara penyejuk udara atau suara klik yang teredam dari sebuah keyboard tidak bisa mengalahkan suara teriakan para penjaja di pasar terbuka atau suara deru mesin jahit di pabrik. Bahkan lalu lintas negara Dunia Ketiga, dengan simfoni klakson dan lonceng yang berdentang, mengalahkan suara wah yang monoton di sebuah jalan bebas hambatan modern.”
― Eric Weiner