Ten of My Favorite Indu Sundaresan Quotes
Indu Sundaresan, a writer whom I am guessing you love? Here are our 10 best Indu Sundaresan quotes for you to enjoy. At Australia Unwrapped we believe every book has at least one quotable line, and our mission is to find them all. Here you will find Indu Sundaresan’s top 10 popular and famous quotes. Like every good writer Indu Sundaresan made a number of memorable quotes, here are some of our favorites: .
About Indu Sundaresan
Born in India, Indu Sundaresan grew up on Air Force bases all over the country. She remembers her father, a fighter pilot who was also a storyteller, captivated audiences with his flair for drama and timing. He learned this from his father, Indu’s grandfather, whose visits were always eagerly anticipated. She acquires her love of stories from both of them, from hearing their stories based on imagination and rich Hindu mythology, and from her father’s writings.
Upon completing his undergraduate degree in economics in India, Indu came to the U.S. to attend graduate school. All too soon, however, he was beckoned by the storytelling gene.
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Popular Quotes
“The months of June and July passed. The monsoons were tardy this year—the nights hinted rain constantly with an aroma in the air, a cooling on the skin, soundless lightning across skies. But when morning came, the sun rose strong again, mocking Agra and its inhabitants. And the days crawled by, brazenly hot, when every breath was an effort, every movement a struggle, every night sweat-stewed. In temples, incantations were offered, the muezzins called the faithful to prayers, their voices melodious and pleading, and the bells of the Jesuit churches chimed. But the gods seemed indifferent. The rice paddies lay ploughed after the pre-monsoon rains, awaiting the seedlings; too long a wait and the ground would grow hard again. A few people moved torpidly in the streets of Agra; only the direst of emergencies had called them from their cool, stone-flagged homes. Even the normally frantic pariah dogs lay panting on doorsteps, too exhausted to yelp when passing urchins pelted them with stones. The bazaars were barren too, shopfronts pulled down, shopkeepers too tired to haggle with buyers. Custom could wait for cooler times. The whole city seemed to have slowed to a halt. The imperial palaces and courtyards were hushed in the night, the corridors empty of footsteps. Slaves and eunuchs plied iridescent peacock feather fans, wiping their perspiring faces with one hand. The ladies of the harem slept under the intermittent breeze of the fans, goblets of cold sherbets flavoured with khus and ginger resting by their sides. Every now and then, a slave would refresh the goblet, bringing in another one filled with new shards of ice. When her mistress awoke, and wake she would many times during the night, her drink would be ready. The ice, carved in huge chunks from the Himalayan mountains, covered with gunnysacks and brought down to the plains in bullock carts, was a blessing for everyone, nobles and commoners alike. But in this heat, ice melted all too soon, disappearing into a puddle of warm water under sawdust and jute. In Emperor Jahangir’s apartments, music floated through the courtyard, stopping and tripping in the still night air as the musicians’ slick fingers slipped on the strings of the sitar.”
― Indu Sundaresan, The Feast of Roses
“But nothing could be held true for the rest of one’s life, every coveted thing in the end was maya, illusion, a myth, and this the great sages of India had always understood — little was real. We were put on this earth transitorily; we deposited our genes in offspring; deluded ourselves that we would be missed when we were gone; pretended that money, wealth, titles, and land were to be desired. But every such thing was ephemeral, prone to change. The only reason to live was love.”
― Indu Sundaresan, The Splendor of Silence
“But Mehrunnisa did not know then, would never know, by giving her blessings to this marriage she had set into progress a chain of events that would eventually erase her name from history’s pages. Or that Arjumand would become the only Mughal woman posterity would easily recognize. Docile, seemingly tractable and troublesome Arjumand would eclipse even Mehrunnisa, cast her in a shadow…because of the monument Khurram would build in Arjumand’s memory – the Taj Mahal.”
― Indu Sundaresan, The Feast of Roses
“She thought she could see the lines on his forehead even in this darkness, she thought she could hear his heart beat with this colossal pain that had descended upon them all. She did not pity herself, or them, or wonder what they had done to deserve all of this, or even think that perhaps they were all paying their dues for some sin they had committed in a previous life. This was life, such as it was, and it had to be borne, it had to be lived.”
― Indu Sundaresan, The Splendor of Silence
“No, no, don’t touch your mother just before the baby is born. Now it will be a girl child, because you are one. Run along now. Take your evil eye with you.”
“Ghias, we must be careful not to teach the girls too much. How will they ever find husbands if they are too learned? The less they know, the less they will want of the outside world.”
― Indu Sundaresan, The Twentieth Wife
“This great Mughal Emperor [Akbar] was illiterate; he could neither read nor write. However, that had not stopped Akbar from cultivating the acquaintance of the most learned and cultured poets, authors, musicians, and architects of the time – relying solely on his remarkable memory during conversations with them.”
― Indu Sundaresan, The Twentieth Wife
“Una vez lanzada una acusación, por muy infundada que sea, la duda empieza a teñir la mente de quien la escucha.”
― Indu Sundaresan, The Twentieth Wife
“Troubles when voiced are carried away on the wind; they have no place uopn which to perch.”
― Indu Sundaresan, The Mountain of Light
“Jei įžeidžiau jus, Jūsų Šviesybe, vadinasi, nusipelnėte kiekvieno priekaišto.”
― Indu Sundaresan, Shadow Princess
“front courtyard of his house. In an inner courtyard,”
― Indu Sundaresan, The Twentieth Wife
10 Famous Quotes by Author Indu Sundaresan
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