Цитаты из книг — Никеш Шукла

The universal job of being a writer is to write, to write with empathy, to be brave and honest, to find joy conveying a journey and in sharing your passion. Your ink is replenished by your life experiences, by taking off the mask and using your limitless imagination, by stepping out of the shade and into the light. As a…

His Indian/British accent was a map of where he'd been and what he'd seen. ... His voice mirrored those journeys, a living imprint of his memories, and revealed the things he didn't about himself.

Although my hair was different, the real change wasn't the hairstyle, but in my attitude towards feeling accepted. By conforming, I felt like I had a place in the world, and the feeling felt good. The real lesson is learning to hold on to that feeling no matter what your hairstyle is. There is no one way to be black. Our…

And Stage Three is the Promised Land, where you play a character whose story is not intrinsically linked to his race. In the Promised Land, I'm not a terror suspect, nor a victim of forced marriage. In the Promised Land, my name might even be Dave. In the Promised Land, there is no Necklace.

America uses its stories to export a myth of itself, just like the UK. The reality of Britain is vibrant multi-culturalism, but the myth we export is an all-white world of Lords and Ladies. Conversely, American society is pretty segregated, but the myth they export is of a racial melting-pot solving crimes and fighting…

I now imagine a giant separating people like he is recycling glass at the bottle bank: brown skin glass there, yellow skin glass here, white skin glass over there... I wish the giant would pick the glass people up and hold us all up to the light. Then he'd see that together and united as a people we are a beautiful…

I pull up a chair and wait to be processed. I wait here while you print off your labels, and consider me for your boxes marked black as in black-black or black as in brown-black, or brown as in half-black or brown as in half-caste. But hang on a minute. Surely if I am from two colours, two races, I am two shades, and…

...if you cannot bring yourself to imagine us as real, rounded individuals with feelings equal to your own on screen, how does that affect your ability to do so when you encounter us on the street, on the workplace, in your bed, in your life?