Amit Chaudhuri: Lighting

Amit Chaudhuri is contemporary Indian-English novelist. Explore interesting quotes on lighting.

Amit Chaudhuri: 188 quotes0 likes

“This morning he’d discovered the bathroom light on, its lustre wasted in daylight.”

Amit Chaudhuri book A New World

A New World (2000)

“a speck of dust hanging/in a vertical wall of light.’ ( Letter from the Hills )”

St Cyril Road and Other Poems (2005)

“Class was what formed you, but didn’t travel to other cultures – it became invisible abroad. In foreign places, you were singled out by religion and race, but not class, which was more indecipherable than any other mother tongue. He’d learnt that not only were light, language, and weather contingent – class was too.”

Odysseus Abroad (2014)

“And the old homelovingness/of light falling and touching the black/utensils …”

Kitchen
St Cyril Road and Other Poems (2005)

“Tinkling sounds came from outside, of hammering and chiselling, as labourers worked like bees, and seven- or eight-storeyed buildings rose in the place of ancestral mansions that had been razed cruelly to the ground, climbing up like ladders through screens of dust. An old mansion opposite the veranda had been repainted white, to its last banister and pillar, so that it looked like a set of new teeth. … In another sphere altogether, birds took off from a tree or parapet, or the roof of some rich Marwari’s house, startling and speckling the neutral sky. Not a moment was still or like another moment. In a window in a servants’ outhouse attached to a mansion – both the master’s house and the servants’ lost in a bond now anachronistic and buried – a light shone even at this time of the day, beacon of winter.”

Freedom Song (1998)

“It never became so dark in the room in Claremont; some light, inquisitive and worldly, always entered through the curtains”

Amit Chaudhuri book A New World

A New World (2000)

“Light shafted obliquely on it.’ ( The Steamer )”

St Cyril Road and Other Poems (2005)

“To the far left, above your shoulder’s gentle/curve, like golden pods, the sodium vapour/lights in the naval dockyard … And before us,/a continuous, unreal flare of fire defined/the horizon’s extremity, a stain on a brow.”

The Steamer
St Cyril Road and Other Poems (2005)

“‘By the second half of the nineteenth century, the importance of light and space as both metaphors or, and habitations for, the human self, or “the substance called the mind”, is absolute, especially with Tagore, who, in a letter in 1894 to his niece, would demand, not political freedom … but “more light, more space”.’”

Clearing a Space (2008)