It sounded so proper to lie for the sake of a beloved.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

It was love, the real thing, nothing less or different.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Laisha had got a glimpse of the vast ocean that lay before her. She could either each it recede from her sight or plunge into it. It was not possible to take the risk of plunging headlong into the ocean. No one viewed the ocean to be drowned into it. Everyone caught only a glimpse of it, exulted in having got this farad returned home with renewed zest. The knowledge that the ocean existed was overwhelming enough. One could wallow in the idea that there was indeed a further possibility, but one merely desisted. It was not right to acknowledge that one was also frightened of it.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Literature has become merely a tool for culture studies.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Love was a desire to cling to something difficult to get hold of in day-to-day life. It needed more attention and dedication, not always pleasurable, she concluded. Sensuality was by far easy, like food.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Love was indeed a big responsibility. One must use the word judiciously. One cannot love one day and take away love the next day. It is total caring.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Many a time, doctors, the worshipers of science, are helpless. They know a few technical things and perform their duty diligently. But they wait for nature to take its course as well.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Maybe, peace was preferable to pleasure. Maybe, peace is one’s first love.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Misunderstandings arise only in undefined relationships

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

Only the goodness of heart and an intellect to match can produce such a perfect woman in nature.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya