‘Life, in its entirety, cannot be focused on succumbing to the grand gestures, or setting course for a series of miracles, or pursuing the abyss of whims. Life cannot be mapped with the elusive musings of ‘What Else Is Out There?’ It does not cater to the constant queries of ‘What is Next?’ The grass will always be a fantastical ground everywhere else if you only regard it with coloured lens. A lot of life is in the everyday. And the everyday should be enough’
‘Life, in its entirety, cannot be indulged in without lavishing in its wonders, or basking in its magnificent diversity, or pushing the boundaries of ‘limits’. Life cannot simply be the architecture of your birthplace, the bureaucracy of your societal system, or the entrapment of communal expectations. You will never be able to even comprehend the vastness and the variety of these grounds in both light and dark without wishing to traipse its paths. The things that make life worth living also exists beyond the perimeters of the everyday.’
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