From present day to.... When I was eighteen.... What I know now and you didn’t then....
A short story need not have a twist in the end.
Midnight’s Children is not the greatest book ever written.
Nationalism is a waste of time. Also, the fact is, contrary to your convictions, ancient Hindus did not discover the heliocentric theory.
Of course, there is love.
J. Krishnamurthy, if you look more closely, has not answered a single bloody question about life that he puts forward at the beginning of a sermon. What you like are his questions.
Just because there is a question it does not mean there is an answer.
You will be fine.
SK, your dearest friend, says that the world is an illusion and that there is a startling truth hiding in plain sight, he says all this not because he is very close to enlightenment but because he is in the early stages of something called schizophrenia.
SM likes you, you moron. Move.
The Hindu will never ever publish any of your Letters to the Editor. But the good news is you will indeed have sex one day.
Children are exquisite.
Around this time, right now perhaps, somewhere not very far away, your future girlfriend is naked with someone.