Kristi

“You can’t say anything nice about your parents. That’s the first commandment of being Indian. Unless you’re on camera.”
― Rahul Raina, How to Kidnap the Rich

“There's a reason why I tell this story. To me these Sunday painters represent myo—the strangeness of beauty—an idea that transcendence can be found in what's common and small. Rather than wishing for singularity and celebrity and genius (and growing all gloomy in its absence), these painters recognize the ordinariness of their talents and remain undaunted.

It's the blessings in life, not in self, that they mean to express.

And therein lies the transcendence. For as people pursue their plain, decent goals, as they whittle their crude flutes, paint their flat landscapes, make unexceptional love to their spouses—in their numbers across cultures and time, in their sheer tenacity as in the face of a random universe they perform their small acts of awareness and appreciation—there is a mysterious, strange beauty.”
― Lydia Minatoya, The Strangeness of Beauty

“That was before social media, when we could all see how stupid the Americans actually were, in real time.”
― Rahul Raina, How to Kidnap the Rich

“This was my ambition: to become a good wife and mother. Plus one improbable extra: [...] to find, deep inside, my own wiser self, to locate my own special future.

I thought these were modest ambitions. They didn't seem too yawning or huge. But perhaps wanting what's essential and simple is the most extravagant wish of all.”
― Lydia Minatoya