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“Publishing articles about minority groups behaving “graciously” and “humanely” is just patronising tokenism — that divides more than unifies.”

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“In the dense, green landscape of eastern Madhya Pradesh, where the borders of Maharashtra and Chhattisgarh abut, lies the district of Balaghat. Known for its copper mines and tribal heritage, it is an area of quiet villages and seemingly settled rhythms of life. But in one such village, Ghoti, a silence of a different, more menacing kind has descended. It is the silence of enforced isolation, a social and economic vacuum imposed on its small Muslim community. For over a week now, the ten Muslim families of Ghoti have been living as pariahs in their own homes. Their crime? Objecting to hateful speeches made against their faith. In a stark and punitive response, local Hindu groups have declared a total social and economic boycott. An edict has been issued: any Hindu who maintains contact with these Muslim families—be it sharing a meal, conducting business, or even offering condolences—will face a fine of ₹5,000 and social ostracisation.”

“It is uncomfortable to keep your dreams in a house just behind a public toilet; your dreams will surely attract bad odours from the waste products of people in detracting environments. Keep it away from negative people!”

“It comforted her, in the confused unhappy welter of her emotions, to see the mountains always tranquil, remote, in their lonely splendour; untouchable, serenely inviolate. It was an obscure comfort to her to know that man's hectic world wasn't the only one — that there were others, where agitation and passion and bewilderment had no place. When her love turned into a chaotic fever-dream, in which she was tossing, hallucinated, frightened and miserable, she had longed to escape to the cold, austere, changeless beauty and peace of the snow.”

“I must always seem so reserved and remote to them. Once in a while they ask questions that seem to call for a statement of what the hell I'm always thinking about, but if I were to babble what's really on my mind about, say, the a priori presumption of the continuity of a motorcycle from second to second and do this without benefit of the entire edifice of the Chautauqua, they'd just be startled and wonder what's wrong. I really am interested in this continuity and the way we talk and think about it and so tend to get removed from the usual lunchtime situation and this gives an appearance of remoteness. It's a problem.”