13 Quotes by Kavipriya Moorthy


  • Author Kavipriya Moorthy
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    I can see the common people, with their halo of self-defined morality (that changes conveniently based on needs), coin a term for me that I don’t quite approve of – Bitch.

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    If someone asked me if I liked him, Yes!If someone asked me if it was love, Jeez, no!Being offered sex with him, I’d say ‘hell, yeah!’.

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  • Author Kavipriya Moorthy
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    Lying there, feeling safe in his tight embrace, a tear escaped my resolute eye and darkened his purple shirt. I usually do not cry when I am afraid, but invariably did when I felt safe and cocooned, like I felt in the confines of his strong, sure arms.

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    Women are not the weaker sex, even after experiencingsuch pain, they still have the capacity to get up and walk,regardless of how long it would take. Men on the contrary,though they look a lot stronger, wiser, and meaner and ofcourse, masculine, are not really strong enough when it comesto their children, especially a daughter. No matter what shedoes, no matter how rude or soft she is, the daughter wouldcome first, then the rest of the world.

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    Life presents twists and turns, and there comes a pointwhere you have no clue if you should turn left or right. It ispure luck or fate, and of course, let’s not forget the only onewho takes the blame, God! God wants this to happen, it’s allGod’s plan to direct you to something better.

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    She was indeed the literature I thought she would be, on par with excellence and not-so-readable.

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    Every word she uttered set fire in me, and I was falling for her. I started wanting her, and I didn’t know what kind of sign it was. She was a secret covered with skin, and her eyes were flitting to and from my heart. She was the enigma whose beauty lay in the mystery, the one you would rather leave unsolved.

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