Somehow, his smile always made me feel secure; made me feel that nothing bad would ever happen to our little town of Shivpura.
— Bhaskar Paul, Poignance of the soul
“The death of his father further worsened the situation, as he now had to find food, not only for himself but also for his ailing mother.”

“Memories, and the emotions connected with them, have now ingrained into his soul, and become a part of his life, a life which he had never lived, but only survived and endured.”
