The girl with a mustache" they called me sometimes"It's about time you wax your arms" those who "cared" said faced the fears of the dreaded thread on my facets succumb every other week to the world's ways

— Sanhita Baruah

The moment when you realize no one understands, no one ever did, no one ever will. You were alone, you always will be. But may be, just may be, someone will look up to you someday. And when they do, remember to hide those tearful eyes, to smile and to say - "look, life's so good.

— Sanhita Baruah

There is no window to look outside. There is no window to look within. Open the doors.

— Sanhita Baruah

There's nothing more unattractive than a man who blames predestination for his own failures and a woman who blames men for her own vulnerability... Blame thyself

— Sanhita Baruah

There was this constant urge in me to tear my insides apart, I didn't know why. By the time I made my mind that it was impossible for met do, there alighted the fear, haunting me with the words that rang constantly in my head, "You're not brave enough". I didn't feel devastated, I felt the urge to be devastated.

— Sanhita Baruah

Those were the three words seldom asked her. Yet, she knew they hold a healing power in them; For they bring a million thoughts to the mind and more to the soul; For the answer is far deeper than what is simply said on the face. She understood, so she asked him what was seldom asked her,"How are you?

— Sanhita Baruah

To write is to reveal oneself. When I write something, fiction or non-fiction, I do not expect you to accept what I write, nor to agree with what I propose. I expect you to spend at least a tenth of a second to think about it - may be not about the characters, nor about the piece, but at least about the idea.

— Sanhita Baruah

We can't control what others think We might as well go ahead and live

— Sanhita Baruah

What broke your heart so bad That you had to close every door, That you say you have a dark soul And can't utter the word 'love' anymore?

— Sanhita Baruah

What can you do for love? Can you leave a person for love? Can you leave a country for love? I think I wouldn't even leave my couch for love

— Sanhita Baruah