fantastic book... a must read... a few excerpts...
* We all owe death a life. (Isn't this true? To give death its full onus we should live a life worth living.)
* Do Hindus not accept that the world is a kindof dream; that Brahma dreamed, is dreaming the universe; that we only see dimly through that dream-web, which is Maya. Maya maybe defined as all that is illusory; as trickery,artifice and deceit. Apparitions, phantasms, mirages, sleight-of-hand, the seeming form of things: all these are parts of Maya.
* The promise of exotic futures has always seemed the perfect antidote to the disappointments of the present.
Salman Rushdie
