My mother's sister was killed in a trolley car accident, so I was raised as one of eight with my sister and six male cousins.

At the base of her ankle is a deep, ugly scar she got when a car ran over her foot when she was six years old. That was in a small town in Bangladesh. Thus, even today, she hesitates superstitiously before crossing the road, and is painfully shy of walking distances. Her fears make her laughable. The scar is printed on her skin like a radiant star.

I don't want to die in a car accident. When I die it'll be a glorious day. It'll probably be a waterfall.

If a neighbor is killed in a car accident, do you sell your car and stop driving?

When I turned 18, I lost my best friend to a car accident.

Sometimes movie-making happens like clockwork; other times, like a car accident.