At nine years old, I was presented an opportunity to move to Toronto to train for pairs dancing. As soon as I heard that that's what it entailed, I was out of there. It's like a past life. I hung up my skates and never looked back.

When I hung up my toe shoes, I didn't look back. In all my years, I have never looked back.

Four things come not back: the spoken word, the sped arrow, the past life and the neglected opportunity.

In the past 10 years, I've looked at life as this Pollock stuff. And now I'm almost in the post Pollock phase.

Most of the Time we all say (including me) that i don't want to stay with past but the thing is we keep giving life to our past by remembering it...It will last as long as we will keep thinking about it...The day we stop thinking about it will make it die with the span of time Insha'Allah ....!!

We have one life; it soon will be past; what we do for God is all that will last.