Kota The Friend Quotes

Are you going to take Sang to the football games, Dakota? It'd make a nice date." (...) "Holy shit," Gabriel said. "The first time Sang gets asked out and it's by Kota's mother.

Cinta yang baik itu cinta yang secukupnya. Cinta yang baik itu, diperjuangkan berdua. Biarkan dia juga berjuang untukmu. Kamu juga, harus berjuang.

Boys fall in love with what they see. Girls fall in love with what they hear. But both with inner eyes. And their inner ears.

I had nowhere to look but into his beautifil freen eyes. "I make a halfway decent friend if you give me the chance." (...) Kota was on his back, his elbow against his forehead. His mouth was open and he was breathing slowly. With his glasses off, he looked completely adorable. I stayed awake as long as I could to watch him.

Kupikir cinta yang paling baik adalah cinta yang sederhana. Cinta tanpa syarat. Cinta tanpa isyarat. Kupikir lagi, tidak. Cinta yang paling baik adalah cinta yang secukupnya. Bukan untuk tetap mendekap orang yang kau cintai dalam pelukan tanpa tersakiti. Cinta yang cukup adalah untukmu sendiri. Supaya jika cintamu pergi, kau tidak terlalu patah hati. Supaya jika ternyata cintamu sejati, kau dan dia akan bersama menikmati.

Family is a choice."- Kota said to Sang. In the Academy: Friends vs. Family

Holy shit," Gabriel said. "The first time Sang gets asked out and it's by Kota's mother.

Tickling wasn't working. Gabriel's car was right behind Kota's. Out of desperation, I yanked the controller from Kota's hands, tossing it behind me quickly so it rolled across the carpet. I innocently returned to the game, pretending to be totally focused on it. Silas and North hooted with laughter.

God damn shit," Gabriel grumbled, marching into Kota's room and down the stairs. "Gabriel, don't wash her hair. Gabriel, change the motherfucking formula. Gabriel, cut off your own ear and eat it." There was more but he'd wandered off into the house and it was lost.

However, Tata had to go through the formal ritual of personally inviting members of the Karanth clan to my wedding, the memory of which amuses me hugely to this day. Tata took me along through the lanes, gardens and rice paddies around Kota to distribute the wedding invitation to friends and relatives. We would walk into a home and Tata would hand over the invitation card. He would then loudly announce, 'Ullas is getting married in Mangalore. But you should not come.' With his elder brother K.L. Karanth, he used a more polite variant, saying, You should not bother about attending. He would then go on and tell the invitees that 'they should not lose sleepover' the wedding ceremony because he was arranging a wedding feast in Kota a couple of days later. 'Do attend the feast without fail!' he admonished. We then walked off to the home of the next 'invitee', leaving the last one entirely befuddled. To Tata's many friends and admirers far away, he sent printed 'invitation cards', with a handwritten note, similarly disinviting them. Tata did not like the crowds, pomp and pageantry associated with traditional weddings. He just wanted my wedding over and out of the way.

However, Tata had to go through the formal ritual of personally inviting members of the Karanth clan to my wedding, the memory of which amuses me hugely to this day. Tata took me along through the lanes, gardens and rice paddies around Kota to distribute the wedding invitation to friends and relatives. We would walk into a home and Tata would hand over the invitation card. He would then loudly announce, 'Ullas is getting married in Mangalore. But you should not come.' With his elder brother K.L. Karanth, he used a more polite variant, saying, You should not bother about attending. He would then go on and tell the invitees that 'they should not lose sleepover' the wedding ceremony because he was arranging a wedding feast in Kota a couple of days later. 'Do attend the feast without fail!' he admonished. We then walked off to the home of the next 'invitee', leaving the last one entirely befuddled. To Tata's many friends and admirers far away, he sent printed 'invitation cards', with a handwritten note, similarly disinviting them. Tata did not like the crowds, pomp and pageantry associated with traditional weddings. He just wanted my wedding over and out of the way.