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“She was not able to find her purpose in life. She would smile on the outside, but inside she was going through myriad difficulties. Her laughter was for the outside world, and she kept her sadness hidden deep inside her heart. I don't know what it was about me that made her tell me about her feelings, emotions, and thoughts. May be she felt that I could relate to her. Her feelings of loneliness. Her feelings of angst. She felt that I could understand her feelings. Among her friends, no one bothered to find out about her real feelings and emotions. Writers and poets are known to understand the perspectives and feelings of others. And I was a writer and wanderer, never staying at one place for long.”

“You have got very sad eyes" she told me. And I just smiled. Sadness has always been a part of me. Sadness hovers over my life and never leaves me. It knows all the places where I go to. And it finds me. Sometimes I do feel happy. And life looks beautiful. But these moments don't stay as long as I want them to. And sadness visits me all over again. I wear dark shades to hide my eyes.”

“We are complete in ourselves. But sometimes it takes a life time for us to understand this. For every doubt that breeds in our own mind, we have a confident thought to balance it! There is light within all of us but sometimes we choose to see only the darkness. We are strong in ourselves but sometimes we choose weakness. Because at the end of the day to have felt sadness means we are capable of discovering happiness too!”

“Sadness has always been a part of me. That’s why my eyes look sad. Sadness hovers over my life and never leaves me. It knows all the places where I go to. And it finds me. Sometimes I do feel happy. And life looks beautiful. But these moments don’t stay as long as I want them to. And sadness visits me all over again. Sometimes I feel sad when there may not be any reason to be sad. Sadness has stayed with me throughout my school and college days. While my friends in those days preferred listening to rock and roll, I preferred listening to ghazals or sad or deeply meaningful songs. I was never the most popular boy at school. I had a few friends but I would be brooding alone most often. I wanted to know the meaning of life. I would most often stare at the sky and try look for answers. I somehow felt someone will speak to me from the sky. I have always felt a voice talking to me from the sky. But I feel lonely most often. I feel as if no one really loves anyone. There is no real love. The majority of people in this world believe in give and take. No person loves anyone unconditionally. When I realise this, I feel utterly sad. Because life is not about projecting an image. It is much more than that. It is about being authentic with ourselves and with others we meet in life.”

“Something has to be incomplete in our life to make us understand life. Only when we miss something do we realize the importance of that something in our life. We don't begin to live life when we have everything. We begin to live life when we have something missing and still we find meaning in that existence!”

“We all go through highs and lows in life. But sometimes for an extended period of time the lows just don't go away. I have gone through such phases in my life and so I know exactly how it feels to go through depression. If you feel that you are going through depression then do talk about it with someone you love and trust. Don't just keep everything bottled up in your heart and soul. And by sharing and caring with another person you will get healed!”

“You will struggle. You will fall down. You will be hated. You will face many defeats. You will be mocked. You will be alone. The world will not give you recognition. The world will not give you, your due. Against all odds, if you still persist and create your art, it will be a victory! It will be your victory. Finally, you would win.”

“I don’t like talking much. And honestly, that’s okay. Not everyone is built for constant conversation. Some of us observe more than we speak. We listen, we think, we process. Silence is not emptiness ; it’s clarity. I don’t like talking much. I don’t trust much either. It’s not attitude — it’s experience. I choose my words carefully and my people even more carefully. Silence protects my peace. Distance protects my heart. Those who understand this… stay close. Those who don’t, drift away I speak when it matters. I share when it feels right. And the people who understand this… are my kind of people”

“In the silence of the ticking of the clock's minute hand, I found you. In the echoes of the reverberations of time, I found you. In the tender silence of the long summer night, I found you. In the fragrance of the rose petals, I found you. In the orange of the sunset, I found you. In the blue of the morning sky, I found you. In the echoes of the mountains, I found you. In the green of the valleys, I found you. In the chaos of this world, I found you. In the turbulence of the oceans, I found you. In the shrill cries of the grasshopper at night, I found you. In the gossamer sublimity of the silken cobweb, I found you.”

“Being soulful makes you desire depth. You look for depth in everything and everyone. You look for meaning in things that you encounter. Even when you meet someone for the first time you look for their soul. You are not fascinated by shine and sparkle. But you are fascinated by rawness and strength. Their 'soul' that they have held on to and not yet abandoned to the world!”

“She paints all kinds of things: stones, rocks, cracked walls, old houses, broken bicycles. She loves old things; the history attached with dilapidated structures. The strugglers of life have a soul she says. A building has a soul; the architect who designed it gave a part of his soul. And the workers who gave their sweat and blood to build it gave a part of their soul too. New things make her feel revolted. She asks "Where is their soul?" Of what good is a broken bicycle I ask her. She flashes me a contemptuous look. As she knows that I already know her answer.”