アニ子 🦕

“I suppose a cry does us all good at times — clears the air as other rain does.”

How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads, to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.

And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. 

“It is because human beings always think of living for some kind of ideal, and they soon get bored of living just for themselves. It is because of this that the need to die for something arises. That need is the “great cause” that people talked about in the past. Dying for a “great cause” was considered the most glorius, heroic, or brilliant way of dying. However, there are no “great causes” now. This is natural because the democratic political system does not need “great causes”.”

By my deed I should thrust the world in which the Golden Temple existed into a world where it did not exist.

When I look at my life and its secret colours, I feel like bursting into tears.