“The pretty girl is always right.”

Don’t be serious, be sincere.

Corporate types love to pretend their life is exciting. The whispers, fist-pumping and animated hand gestures are all designed to lift our job description from what it really is – that of an overpaid clerk.

I am human, I am not perfect. Although, I make mistakes all the time.

The missed call and call back drama between men and women deserves its own user mannual.

Marble flooring is to a Punjabi what a foreign degree is to a Tamilian.

When you fly high people will throw stones at you. Don’t look down. Just fly higher so the stones won’t reach you

The world’s most sensible person and the biggest idiot both stay within us. The worst part is, you can’t even tell who is who.

All of us needed time to rest. And we had time – four months of it – to take all the rest in the world.

Why should any guy want to be only friends with a girl? It’s like agreeing to be near a chocolate cake and never eat it. It’s like sitting in a racing car but not driving it.

Because knowledge is not for showing off. If I do good work, people should notice me.

The word “future” and females is a dangerous combination.

Sometimes life is not about what you want to do but what you ought to do.

Panic does not help, even if you are unable to answer. Try to ask questions to the interviewers as well and it should be impressive enough.

Be so busy Improving your self that you have no time to criticize others.

When a woman comes into your life, things organize themselves.

Forgiving doesn’t make the person who hurt you feel better, it makes you feel better.

The book of nature is a fine and large piece of tapestry rolled up, which we are not able to see all at once, but must be content to wait for the discovery of its beauty, and symmetry, little by little, as it graduallly comes to be more and more unfolded, or displayed.

Beauty is like success: we can’t love it for long.

What is pertinent is the calmness of beauty, its sense of restraint. It is as though the land knows of its own beauty, its own greatness, and feels no need to shout it.

The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.

Is beauty beautiful, or is it only our eyes that make it so?

The humblest tasks get beautified if loving hands do them.

Beauty’s of a fading nature. Has a season and is gone!

Let us come alive to the splendor that is all around us and see the beauty in ordinary things.