Popularity Is Not A Gurantee

If By Happiness You Mean Instead An Ordinary Contentment, Then Yes - I'm Fairly Contented. Not Satisfied - Contented.

My Fiancé, You See, Belonged To Another Religion. He Was A Parsi. And This Was Something Nobody Could Stand - All Of India Was Against Us. They Wrote To Gandhi, To My Fther, To Me. Insults, Death Threats. Every Day The Postman Arrived With An Enormous Sack And Dumped The Letters On The Floor. We Even Stopped Reading Them; We Let A Couple Of Friends Read Them And Tell Us What Was In Them.

At First People Asked Us, 'can You Do It?' And We Kept Silent Because We Didn't Believe In Ourselves, We Didn't Believe That We Could Do Things. Today People No Longer Say To Us, 'can You?' They Say, 'when Can You?' Because The Indians Finally Believe In Themselves, They Believe They Can Do Things.

In Any Case, I Married Feroze Gandhi. Once I Get An Idea In My Head, No One In The World Can Make Me Change My Mind.

There Are Only Moments Of Happiness - From Contentment To Ecstacy.