Quotes by Pawan Mishra

He was one of those who are not born handsome, but develop charming features with age by continuously engaging their brains with intelligent thoughts.

High productivity and a healthy environment are two unconditionally entwined buddies. Our process allows us to abort any attempts toward crucifying either of the two—because as soon as one of them dies, the other follows suit.

Fricking son of a popcorn pimp!

…golf was no longer the most interesting sport to the corporate czars because they found playing with natural balls much more satisfying.

A good joke doesn’t necessarily need appreciation from others. One can freely laugh at one’s own deserving jokes.

Many a times a huge problem gets solved with a trivial move.

With the wolves around, your humbleness is your worst adversary.

A goatee is to beards what diamonds are to ornaments.

Many a time, you may not even have to speak, however difficult the situation; your goatee speaks for you.

When the world around is ready to back one unconditionally, one can become as unreasonable, unfair, and coldly sadistic as one likes.

A widespread meticulous consistency causes a bigger suspicion than the most obvious inconsistency does!

Acceptance of the danger is of the essence for playing a quality sport.

I swear by the self-assurance with which elderly men sitting in public tilt sideways to allow the gas to escape loudly.

Ahh, love, why is it so easy to let you in, but so difficult to let you out? Why couldn’t you subsist only two-sided?

The duel may go on for long, but the self-defense often wins over the self-reproach.

Now that I am past picking the knife to stab one, the reward of stabbing a few more comes at an unfairly lower risk!

It’s our version of a black hole. Just like amply compact mass can distort space and time to cause a black hole, a sufficiently dense breach of discipline in our office causes a black hole that sucks the offender away for eternity, never to spit back!

We have a mental emergency here. Our noble pal Sevak has just been wickedly divorced by his mind.

Lets chew on the chewables!

Who might you be?” she demanded. “A wretched lord of cacophony and sheer decibels? Or a ruthless assassin of harmony?