A ‘human' from Pakistan, who loved the wrong person and then decided to end the relationship. Out of nowhere, when everything seems normal, the guys comes and throws acid at her.

Could it be that some ‘humans’, do not have the empathy centres in their brain? If they do,how could anyone actually justify throwing acid at a fellow human?

Time is a cruel beast. In that moment, she lost everything she had built up until that point.

In another story, a homeless boy meets a particularly generous wealthy couple, who adopt him. That particular moment where he happened to pass by the car of this couple changed his life forever.

Most pass by without looking. Some dog out exactly one rupee coins and toss it on them. Some fish for change of ten rupees. Some, don’t extract a single Anna out of their pocket, they extract the kid from his misfortune.

It’s not time which is kind or cruel. It is people that we are drawn to. Humans are made of life and bone, and some affinity between these draw people together.

I hope we learn what is that affinity, what draws us to animals in people, and what draws us to humans in people.

One thing that I was struck with is, ‘if I had been satisfied with myself, I would never be a writer.’

How true. But is it really? If he was really satisfied with himself he would never really need to be a writer or anything else. Satisfied people are rare, and usually satisfaction comes with a prolonged, brilliant, and painful quest of success after which the soul seeks more solitude than anything else. If someone has never succeeded or failed in his life, and tells you he is satisfied with himself, then it’s not satisfaction, it’s laziness. Because no man ever is without desire. Desire drives and rules us. And desires cannot be vacuum cleaned. They need quenched until you are fed up.

Every soul is dissatisfied at some point. The souls that do something about it are the ones that inspire us.