Chetan Bhagat

Because knowledge is not for showing off. If I do good work, people should notice me.

In relationship there are always two types of person: one weaker and the other stronger one. It's never easier to live being as weaker one!

Sometimes your heart can lead you to a dead end.

How can such scary looking parents create something so cute?

Why should any guy want to be only friends with a girl? It__ like agreeing to be near a chocolate cake and never eat it. It__ like sitting in a racing car but not driving it.

pretty girls behave better when you ignore them.

The word __uture_ and females is a dangerous combination.

...but I guess it's better for people to shut up rather than rather than say something nasty. -ONE NIGHT @ THE CALL CENTER Chapter 1 page 22

MakeNew FrNdS But Keep D oLd , One iS silVerThe Other is Gold.

We sat on the floor for dinner. Ananya's father passed me a banana leaf. I wondered if i had to eat it or wipe my hands with it.

Forgiving doesn't make the person who hurt you feel better, it makes you feel better.

I m human, I m not perfect. Although, I make mistakes all the time.

In our education system, we are taught to munch figures and remember them for lifetime. But does it help? We are not taught how to make decisions.

Life is not to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary here. We are like a pre-paid card with limited validity. If we are lucky, we may last another 50 years. And 50 years is just 2,500 weekends. Do we really need to get so worked up? It__ ok, bunk a few classes, goof up a few interviews, fall in love. We are people, not programmed devices.

Let's be honest: the trappings of investment banking are quite tempting. I do miss it sometimes. And to be honest, there was a time I'd read the 'WSJ' in the morning, and for years I have done that.

The world's most sensible and the most idiotic person lies within us..the worst part is we can't say who is who

She is too intelligent to be a good daughter-in-law

I saw [Chennai]. It had the usual Indian elements like autos, packed public buses, hassled traffic cops and tiny shops that sold groceries, fruits, utensils, clothes or novelty items. However, it did feel different. First, the sign in every shop was in Tamil. The Tamil font resembles those optical illusion puzzles that give you a headache if you stare at them long enough. Tamil women, all of them, wear flkowers in their hair. Tamil men don't believe in pants and wear lungis even in shopping districts. The city is filled with film posters. The heroes' pictures make you feel even your uncles can be movie stars. The heroes are fat, balding, have thick moustaches and the heroine next to them is a ravishing beauty.