“A lot of (children’s literature) beginners get bogged down by morals. A moral should never be driving the story. And a moral should never be confused with a plot. You can’t preach to kids, and you can’t talk down to them, either. It’s amazing how they sense condescension.”

“Happy children do not seem to grow up to be writers.”

“I sell my children, and though they feed me, they don’t love me as hers do.”

“When my wife is not running the house, my kids are.” #nobreaksforme”

“Do not teach children about the meaning of inspiration. Lead by example and show them first hand. Actions speak louder than words.”

“Like it or not, we either add to the darkness of indifference and out-and-out evil which surround us or we light a candle to see by.We can surely no longer pretend that our children are growing up into a peaceful, secure, and civilized world. We’ve come to the point where it’s irresponsible to try to protect them from the irrational world they will have to live in when they grow up…. Our responsibility to them is not to pretend that if we don’t look, evil will go away, but to give them weapons against it.”

“Eating was still a sore point with Smriti.She failed to understand,when interesting options like mango juice or chocolates were available,why was she forced by her stupid mother to eat boring regular meals?After much contemplation,Nikhil came up with a suggestion’Don’t give her food till she herself asks for it’.His idea’starve-to know-the-worth-of -food’made sense to Abhilasha,though it took her a great deal of resolve before she could actually try it out. So on a sunday,the’lady with an iron will’took over from’the soft and kind hearted mother’.she did not give her anything to eat and waited for the golden moment,expecting a hungry Smriti to beg for food.But the much awaited moment never came.Smriti was not at all bothered about her meal and kept playing happily. The day turned into evening and still there was no trace of hunger in her.”Aren’t you feeling hungry?’ now a worried mother had no option but to eat the humble pie and ask the daughter.”No Maa. My friend Pinky had brought wafers and chocolates. Those were so yummy that I ate them all……”And that was the end of her’starve-to -know-the-worth-of-food-mission.”

“Don’t let them suck your fun circus dry!”

“The tears are falling freely now, and I don’t care if he sees them. They’re tears of relief for my nephew, worry for my grandfather and my brother, and shame for my mistake. I figure I earned them.”

“God is love, as we love we become like God”