“There are no plans, just people fooling themselves by attempting to design their fates and futures. It makes them feel invincible, even if it’s for a transient period of time.” LoveLifeLossDestinyFateFutureMemoryEphemeralitySubcontinent Book:Ashes, Wine and Dust Source: Ashes, Wine and Dust
“After everything is said and done, a memory remains a treacherous thing…How long does one cling on to the people they’ve lost? How long could I have remembered my grandfather? How long had it been since I forgotten him and my mind began harbouring other things?” PainFamilyMemoryPakistanLiterary FictionWomen S FictionLahoreSubcontinent Book:Ashes, Wine and Dust Source: Ashes, Wine and Dust
“What happens when two introverts collide? Do they dissolve completely in each other’s patience and silence, or do they break their glass shells and become new people?” SelfLiteratureFictionSilent Book:Ashes, Wine and Dust Source: Ashes, Wine and Dust
“And what is gossip anyway?Just fragments of sad accounts, maneuvered and mutilated year after year for our sinful pleasure.” LiteratureFictionNovelLiterarySouth AsiaSubcontinent Book:Ashes, Wine and Dust Source: Ashes, Wine and Dust
“In small towns, where there is a dearth of good coffee shops, there is also a dearth of good lovers. You get what you get. On Tinder. On Bumble. A game of beer pong at a frat party. In the mixers section at Ashebrooke Liquor Outlet. At a cricket screening potluck party. And then, you make the most of it. You pass the snow days. And the fall days. And the two days of summer.” LoveInspirationalHumourTraumaLoss QuotesDisplacement Author:Kanza Javed
“It is hard to explain to a privileged child the difference between freedom and captivity. For him, the world functions differently, all rains bear fruits and all men are free. He catches a golden bird and puts it inside a gold cage. He watches it grow, captivated, unaware that with its beautiful body comes a pair of wings that can set it free.” Childhood Book:Ashes, Wine and Dust Source: Ashes, Wine and Dust
“People recover differently. Some change cities, some fall in love and some begin writing.” Fiction NovelLiterature QuotesSubcontinent Book:Ashes, Wine and Dust Source: Ashes, Wine and Dust
“Lahore is a delicious city. A mottled mess of vanishing history and new regimes. Lahore becomes ominous when you are in Morgantown. Lahore becomes a quiet mirage, an odd spectacle hung in time that only moves how you want it to move. It only moves when you want it to move. It does not speak to you or wail for you, yet you write only about Lahore. You preserve it in your poetry. You suppress it in a verse. You capture it in the refrain of a poem: its beating heart, its howls and cries, its chuckle. Yes, Lahore chuckles. The colonial drawing room in your mother’s house. The pale light that slithered through the bedroom curtains. The moth your father captured in his palm when you were a child. And then he kissed the brown wings to show you that the moth was a friend. The goodness of the gardener who gave you jasmine flowers every evening. The ceramic bowl with painted tulips where you placed the flowers. The horrid monsoon rains that killed the houseboy. How long can a stanza sustain the scuffling of a city?” LossLove QuotesGrief And HealingCities Spaces PlacesPakistaniauthor Book:What Remains After a Fire: Stories Source: What Remains After a Fire: Stories
“Gossip is not adopted by the bored. It is an art of discourse adopted by those who have experienced absolutely nothing thrilling in their lives; they have never really fallen in love or casually spoken to a complete stranger, and they never dreamt of doing anything extraordinary. They are a group of people with dull lives and souls.” FictionPakistanLiterarySouth Asian Literature Book:Ashes, Wine and Dust Source: Ashes, Wine and Dust
“One realizes the immortality of true love only after the lover dies” LoveLiteratureLossFictionLoversFemaleLiteraryPainful MemoriesSouth Asian Literature Book:Ashes, Wine and Dust Source: Ashes, Wine and Dust