Sarita’s been so busy exercising her brain that she hasn’t had time for her heart, the poor thing.

Since the future’s so iffy, I’ll turn my attention to the past.

I never knew what language they’d lapse into when fucked – Urdu or Telugu or a mix of both (only the techies came in English).

God knows nothing gets accomplished in the world these days without terrorism.

To think I need a gun to protect against those who’d kill me for being Muslim … It’s too bad they don’t know about my true religion of noodling – a reason to get their...