Ian, man, I didna tell ye because I didna wish to lose you too. My brother was gone, and my father. I didna mean to lose my own heart’s blood as well. For you are dearer to me even than home and family, love.’She cast a lopsided smile at Jamie. ‘And that’s saying quite a bit.
In the white marble hall of the hotel, I’m waltzing with Rajat. The music is a river and we’re dancing in it. It winds against our bodies, muscular as a serpent.
No one likes a braggart, and to praise your children is to curse them with misfortune, but we admit it, if only in secret, if only to ourselves: We are proud, we are so proud of them. We’ve given them all we can, but our greatest gift has been to imprint upon them our own ordinariness. They may begrudge us, may think us unambitious and narrow-minded, but someday they will realize that what makes them unremarkable is what kept them alive.
I know you’re no worse than most men but I thought you were better. I never saw you as a man. I saw you as my father.
It took me a long time to realise
That mothers are women who carry you
And not necessarily in their womb.
Everything’s temporary…until it’s not.
…we should be grateful for them because without our family-the ancestors we descend from, the cousins we see once a year, the loves our lives we see every day-life is pretty boring.
She knew her place in this family, always had. Knew why she was conceived. And it wasn’t for a photo on the mantle.
Keep one thing in your mind; your school & friends can never teach you properly ,”how to be a good husband & father.
Life is filled with rhythms-day and night, hot and cold, summer and winter, spring and fall, cloudy and clear. Likewise in a relationship, men and women have their own rhythms and cycles.