A lover was affectionate, and a husband was authoritative. His work was always way more important than his family. His work and his needs were to be accepted as uppermost in every way. She could take leave from her work for one day to take her child to the carnival, but he could not.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

An incomplete fulfillment of a sweet dream can slowly turn it caustic.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Any mistake in life is likely to show its ill effect one day.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

At first the creative mind submits to its entry into the symbolic register and gets itself structured like everyone else. Then he balks at a fateful moment which becomes a turning point in the history of his mental growth. From the entry into the imaginary order where he acknowledges his ego and then to the symbolic order where he recognizes his place in the society and finally in his symbolization or a refusal to obey the Law that is the rules of the world of symbols, a creative genius is born.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Beauty is discernible in your fleeting moments. When you talk; in a smile or a blink of your eye; beauty is discernible. I can feel it in the skin of your nape when I kiss it. You must know how to preserve it for a long time; I do not know how long that would be possible. Many things may change. Many new things may meet your eyes, allure you; you may be corrupted by them. Then? What will you do then? All that has made you beautiful will be gone…

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Beauty is like the storm. Beauty has its natural motions. A calmness of spirit signals its arrival. Its departure is marked by misery.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Beauty is not static. You cannot point your finger at something and say there’s beauty. Like all natural things beauty comes and goes. You have to capture it in your heart. See if you can retain it long enough to give you happiness.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Each one From one’s little noose Cranes outsells and shouts Groans aloud And grows stout And the noose tightens Leaving no way to cheap out Till at the endSwollenSpent out Becomes silent. I am also having my turn among all.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

God knows how many times we miss nice things near at hand!

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Had there been no sun, life would have found some other means of illuminating the world. It is odd that we give the sun so much importance.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya