BS Murthy is an Indian novelist, playwright, short story, non-fiction 'n articles writer, translator, a 'little' thinker and a budding philosopher. While his fiction emanated from his conviction that for it to impact readers, it should be the soulful rendering of characters rooted in their native soil but not the hotchpotch of local and alien caricatures sketched on a hybrid canvas, all his body of work was borne out of his passion for writing, matched only by his love for language.

"History is naughty for it first creates chaos and then brings about order" - Pupperts of Faith: Theory of Communal Strife ( A critcal Appraisal of Islamic Faith, Indian Polity 'n More)

"What’s the hitch if women opt for sex work when it’s okay with men making money on the sly? What’s wrong if women choose the calling on their own? Let need or greed be the driving force why should that bother any? Why not let them use their allures to make a living or whatever? Won’t licensing sex workers dampen the recruiting agents? What with the availability of the willing for the asking, where would be the need for the pimps to go to lengths to lure the gullible? Won’t then flesh trade be conducted on a level playing ground? But, sadly the unscrupulous lure the hapless into it to untold misery and depravity?" - Crossing the Mirage - Passing through youth

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"Aren’t parents but mere facilitators to perpetuate the species as per nature’s designs? It’s his ego that makes man imagine that, without him, his family would be orphaned. Is there anything more ironical than the falsity of that proposition!" - Crossing the Mirage - Passing through youth

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"Self-destruction seems to be an aberration peculiar to the human condition. Aren’t man’s miseries of his making, brought about by his own debilities? And yet, while lamenting over his shortcomings, he tends to blame it on life! But life seems to understand man more than he does it. Well, to preclude him from perishing in grief, life infuses in him hope for sustenance. Besides, by imparting an existential ethos in him to avert the cascade of tragedy--of human extinction--life seems to countervail itself to keep up its propagation." - Crossing the Mirage - Passing through youth

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"Courage to die is all too different from that required to carry on living against odds." - Crossing the Mirage - Passing through youth

"Thanks to the Nehruvian legacy of the socialistic pattern of growth, the society was bred on ‘equality of inequality’ and the bazaar became bereft of quality." - Crossing the Mirage - passing through youth

"Haven’t I myself brought many a reluctant folk onto the convenient track of compromise? And once they get over their inhibitions, these scoundrels become past-masters at extortion, don’t they? But then, they’re inconveniently called corrupt by the left-outs, sour grapes. How the illicit side of the behavioral pattern seems to be common for both sexes. Women too hesitate to step out of the threshold of fidelity, but once they cross it, they hit the fast track of debauchery, don’t they?" - Benign Flame: Saga of Love

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"‘Unless I’m on guard, I might as well trip on the path of attraction and even fall in love with her to my hurt. Surely that would be an unwelcome development, wouldn’t it be? By the way, would sex become any more pleasurable if penetrated with love? Why at all this doubt, as if love would take that any deeper into her. Hah, hah! But, it’s the lust that vests the thrusts with power and any woman would know that for sure." - Benign Flame: Saga of Love

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"It is one of the ironies of woman’s life in that she tends to tango her reflexes with the nuances of male proclivities. It is thus, woman’s true feelings get camouflaged in her lullabies of compliance to let her man sink into the slumber of complacency." - Benign Flame: Saga of Love

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‘What a wonder woman is!’ he thought at length. ‘How they never cease talking! In spite of their limited awareness why are women ever eager to express their opinions? Maybe, it’s all hormonal. But then, why should men, for all their exposure, lend women their willing ears? Ever! Is it the sweetness of their tone or the charm of their manner that appeals? But then, why should men submit to horrid wives? How am I to know the mystery that is man-woman chemistry?’ - Crosing the Mirage - Passing through youth

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