Love Knows No Boundaries

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.


I am Prakash, also known as Jeeva by my family and close friends. I am originally from Madurai, our family moved to Chennai when I was three. So, basically Chennai is everything for me. It holds a lot of precious memories in my life from school till my college days. I did my engineering in Anna University and got selected for a high paying job right away. Now I am an employee working and living alone for 2 years. My parents moved back to Madurai to live with their parents and I visit them every month if my work permits to take a 3 day leave.

So that ties almost everything about my background and my life. But I didn’t start this story to talk about myself. I wanted to talk about my present life. Something that knocked me unexpectedly with a sudden shock…with a sudden surprise.

Her name is Geeta, Geeta Prakash. Just by saying my name after hers makes me smile to myself with a heart full of satisfaction. She walked into my life when I was about to leave to UK for 2 years, officially of course. I had gone to the shopping center to take a passport size photo and while coming back I accidentally bumped into her and broke her beautiful clay pot that she was carrying in her hand.
I looked at her and I didn’t realize that I was looking at her face instead of apologizing to her, at that moment I felt something in my heart. No wait in my stomach. You won’t understand it’s a very different kind of feeling, a feeling that I have never experienced before.
Something you would feel if you were to come down from a roller coaster. I knew right away that she was the one; I looked at the dismay on her face when she bent down to pick the broken pieces. I must have said sorry at least a thousand times that she broke into laughter uttering “that’s ok”. In the mean time her friend came running noticing the situation and picked her things and left the place giving me a dirty look.

I kept staring at both of them until they disappeared into the crowd. Who would have thought that this girl will devastate my sleep and appetite? I thought that love was a waste of time, but after I saw her I had to change my mind. I couldn’t sleep in the night; every time I close my eyes I think about her or dream about her. The clock just ticked away and in no time it was morning. Has this ever happened to you guys?

My next concern was to find out who she was and where she lived. Well being an Alaipayuthe fan I had some hope that I will find her somewhere. To my luck I saw her again in one of the restaurants that I regularly visit, sitting with her same friend who I saw that day. I approached her and said “I want to marry you”. Her friend looked at me with a big question mark while Geeta just stared at the open space not knowing what I was talking about. Her friend got up from her seat and told me to leave the place. I went close to Geeta held her hands and said, I am not going to force you and you don’t have to love me back. You must be thinking “who is this crazy guy jumping out of knowhere asking for my hand”….I just told you what I feel. I know it’s very hard for you to decide now, but I can wait. I placed my visiting card in her table and left.

Two weeks later, I got a call from her friend saying she wants to talk to me about Geeta and her family. We both agreed to meet in a common place and chatted for couple of hours. She seemed satisfied with my answers and expectation out of our relation. Next thing in my list was to meet geeta’s parents, with no further delay I visited them and took their permission too.
Now everything was set other than geeta’s own approval. I wanted to see her but my stupid gut made me stop . I called her that night and proposed my love again; she said she wanted some time to think. That one day was like hell for me. I couldn’t concentrate in anything.

She called me the next day and said agreed for our marriage. I had no words to express over the phone so I just ran to her house and hugged her tight.

Our marriage took place after 2 months and my life was complete.


6 months have passed by and today is a big day for me and Geeta. All these days she has seen the world through my eyes. After this eye surgery her world will be filled with colors. She doesn’t have to imagine my face anymore. I am eagerly waiting to see the happiness in her eyes when she sees her parents.
Beauty won’t be a mystery to her after this.


The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt within the heart.
-Helen Keller

Stranger

My day was incomplete, something was bothering me. I threw away all my anger and discomfort and started walking as the cold wind was blowing across my face. My face turned pale and my lips were dry. My eyes were becoming watery; I couldn’t see what was coming in front of me. Suddenly I stepped on something big, tripped and fell over my knees. Ouch came out my husking voice. I was trying to get up but something stopped me down. My foot was sprained.

As I was trying to make an attempt to get up someone held my shoulders and helped me stand up. I looked into his eyes first, something very familiar. I glared back at his face and said thank you. He smiled and gave a no problem reply and walked by. I tried to make one more step ahead as my knees were shaking and I was about to fall one more time over my face when he grabbed my hand swiftly and walked me back to my house.
We didn’t talk anything while walking together. The way he held my arms and hand made me uncomfortable. Uncomfortable in a sense no one has ever held me in a more caring and compassionate way.
I opened my apartment door and he slowly made way into the room …made me sit on my couch. I was still unable to talk anything. He looked around my room and said nice paintings. “Thanks” I said. I wanted to offer him something to eat but if I try to get up this time I would fall on my hard concrete and nothing would be more embarrassing than that. I just sat there looking at him, his hair, his eyes, and his smile with those dimples. Who is he, my mind wandered?
He looked at me one more time and grabbed the phone from my table and placed it my hands. He looked around again and said “so shall I make my way?”
I wanted to yell out loud and say “please stay for some more time”. Can’t you see in my eyes that I am lonely? All alone in this unknown land, by the time I looked up to see him he was gone. I wouldn’t dare get up to catch him so I just lay in my couch thinking about this stranger who had brought some light in my dark life, only wishing to see him again.


Today, give a stranger one of your smiles. It might be the only sunshine he/she sees all day.

My secret crush

I could smell the fresh jasmine as I stood in my balcony gazing at the clear sky. I heard the birds chirping from the tree close by, couple of aunties gossiping and taking a walk.

Suddenly a bike passed by disturbing the quite environment. It was a guy and he started to park his bike in my parking place.
“Hello” I yelled on top of my lungs from the 2nd floor.
“You are parking on my spot”
He looked up abruptly and uttered “oh I am sorry, I didn’t know that “saying so he smiled.
My heart was beating fast; his eyes sparkled more than the pulsating rays of the sun, he brushed his hair making way for me to see a small white streak in his forehead.

He held on to his bike and moved it to the opposite side and looked up and said “hope this one is not your parking place madam”.
I giggled “that’s not mine, it’s my brother’s, but I give you permission to park there”.
He smiled and walked away.
My heart skipped a beat this time; I opened the door and ran outside to the other side of my building to see where he was going. He went into the B block.
Whose house is he going to? My mind wandered

I heard my mom’s voice from my house “Neeru go and give these sweets to Sarita aunty”
“Ohh mom, not again” I don’t want to walk all the way to B-block.
My mom has this really sad and innocent face which cant quite accept refusals.
“Hmm fine, give it “

I slowly Climbed the stairs thinking about the “bike guy” and knocked on sarita aunty’s door...and to my surprise he opened the door…

Huh hello…Sarita aunty?
he sheepishly smiled and said “I got scared that your telling me to move my bike again”
hehe…I think I was blushing and thank god he didn’t notice that.
“Just a minute” he said and walked in

Aunty came out with her wide smile and greeted me inside.
I walked in handed over the sweets to her and walked out within no minute.
As I was running down the stairs his smile kept flashing in my mind. So he is Raghu’s friend I thought with a contented expression.

I saw him the following week, he looked up but to his dismay I was looking at all this from my bedroom. He saw me staring at him and gave a look that dissolved my heart.
He parked his bike in my brothers’ spot and went to Raghu’s house.

I watched him from my bedroom every week and smiled at myself for acting so strange.
I was so desperate to talk to him.

The day finally came when I had the perfect opportunity to talk to him. He drove into the apartment and found his usual parking spot occupied. Surprisingly my brother had come home early that day. He was just about to park it in my spot when I drove in. He saw me and smiled and said “Have you rented the spot to someone else?”

I smiled and said “umm that’s my brothers’ bike. But you can park it right beside mine.”

I was confident that I had impressed him. I turned to leave when he stopped me. I knew he was curious to know about me, but he didn’t ask me anything.
Thoughts about him were haunting me that night. I thought to myself that maybe someday one of us will have the courage to speak up. Yet I like this feeling of silence.
Some of the greatest feelings in life are better unsaid.

My secret crush indeed!

It's my life-end

Contd from It's my life

There was happiness in her eyes and as she turned she saw something that she didn’t want to nor expected to. She saw Ajay kissing a girl.

She moved a bit closer to reassure again, he was kissing Monica, his colleague. Tears started to form in her eyes, but she didn’t want to cry. She wiped the one tear that tricked down her cheek. She turned back to leave, but something struck her mind.

Why should I leave? I am not going to sit and cry for what he did to me? I am going to face it. She went closer to him, and Monica noticed her first. Ajay turned around and for a second his facial expression changed.
He was abashed. Without pausing for a second he asked “what are you doing here, who told you to come out of the house”?
“Excuse me, who are you to tell me what should and should not be done. Except for the fact that you’re my husband and you never behaved anything close to that.
How long can a girl suspire for love and affection? Why did you have to ruin my life, if you had someone else in mind? If I had done the same thing, what would be your reaction?”
Her questions pierced his heart like a sharp knife, but he couldn’t answer even one of her questions. There was guilt in his face. But nothing could stop Priya from getting her independence back. She told him sternly that she is going to file a divorce and wanted to end her marriage since there was no hope continuing with a person who doesn’t know the value of a relationship.

She walked away with a confident and satisfied feeling. She could see Ajay looking at her with a blank look.
She closed her eyes for a moment and thought about what Ravi had told her before he went to Singapore…”When it hurts to look back and your scared to look ahead you can look beside you and I will always be there ”.


Priya ran to the phone booth and called Ravi…

Priya- hello…Ravi?
Ravi- hello….
Priya- Ravi
Ravi- Priya…………is that you??
Priya- Ravi………Ravi I need to talk to you. Is that possible?
Ravi knew right from her voice that she was upset about something.
Ravi- I am in my office right now, is it ok if I catch you in half hour?
Priya- yea sounds good enough

So they both decided to meet in a coffee shop.

Ravi was already there, he seemed more tensed than Priya. By now it started to rain, forming images in the window from which Ravi was peeking to catch a glimpse of Priya. As he was busy searching for her, someone tapped his shoulders, it was Priya. He got up and gave a quick hug; they both felt the warmness in each others company. Even though Ravi wanted to keep her in his arms forever, he thought Priya might dislike it. So he pulled a chair out for Priya and told her to sit.
So how are you doing? Asked Ravi
She kept looking at him as though she was seeing some ghost. I must admit that she looked very beautiful. Her wet hair added more beauty.

Suddenly out of nowhere she burst out crying. Priya couldn’t control it anymore. She explained everything that happened in her life from the last day she saw him.
She also added that she didn’t want to live with him anymore because he never treated her the way he’s supposed to. Ravi told her to immediately call her parents and explain to them about the situation. Priya’s parents were very cooperative and they told her to return to India for good. Ravi and her dad talked for a bit about the flight tickets and its expenses.

They were now walking in the road, both of them lost in their own world. Priya didn’t want to go back to her house. She asked Ravi if she could stay with him until her ticket gets booked. Ravi was happy with her decision. Even if she wanted to, Ravi wasn’t going to let her stay in his house.

Ravi lived in a one bedroom apartment in the 8th floor. He opened his door and it was dark inside. He went in and turned on the lights. It smelled very familiar, Indian spices she smiled to herself. The living room was nice and cozy, with a small TV, a black two seater and a small chair near the phone. As Priya was about to enter his bed room he hesitated for a second and asked if she could wait out for 2 min so he could clean up the room. She kindly agreed. He ran in and took all the pictures of Priya scattered in his bed. Placed them in the nearby cupboard and hurried out.

“So here you go madam. I am very happy to welcome you to my room, which will be yours for the couple days that you’re going to spend here.”
Priya laughed and said “does that include bed coffee too?”
“Sure why not” and he rolled his eyes.
Priya murmured “that was cute”
Ravi heard it but he asked again to make sure. But this time she said “nothing”.
Ravi laughed and went and stood in his balcony.
Priya came and stood beside him feeling the fresh breeze that was playing with her hair.
It’s all over Ravi, Priya said wiping her tears. He held her by the shoulders and comforted her saying “everything that happens is for good”.
It was getting late and Ravi told her to go and sleep. She didn’t want to but then thought maybe he wanted some time alone. So Priya went into the room closed the door and lay in the bed thinking about her future. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen. What if Ajay comes looking for me? No she thought. He won’t even notice my absence. In fact he would be happy that I am gone. Gone forever…

Priya was woken up by a thunder, it was cold. She got up to close the window from which the chilly wind was blowing in. The time was 12.30am; she could see the light creeping from the living room through her door. She opened her door to find Ravi standing in the balcony.
Aren’t you sleeping? asked Priya with a confused look in her face.
Ravi turned with a startle “uh..yea not sleepy”
Priya smiled and asked if they could talk for a while. Ravi agreed with no hesitation. They both stayed up all night updating the things that happened.


Priya felt an increase in her heart beat as he held her hands when she was crying. There is no explanation in the dictionary for the way she felt for him. The way Ravi looked into her eyes made her forget all her worries.


Priya opened her eyes to realize that it was morning already and the phone was ringing. She looked around for Ravi. She could hear water noise from the bathroom. She hurriedly got up adjusting her shirt to pick up the phone. It was her dad, she hung up the phone and Ravi came out of the bathroom wiping his face. “Who was it?” asked Ravi… “Dad had called up say that he has confirmed the ticket for tomorrow morning 9.30am to Mumbai”.

Ravi stared at her as she was in deep thoughts. He broke the silence saying “Can I ask you to spend the rest of the day with me if you don’t mind?”
Priya looked at him and he gave out one of his innocent smiles. The killer smile she thought.
“Like I have any choice” she said. And they both burst out laughing.
Suddenly he came closer to her, so close that she could smell the cologne on him. He said “if I was a thief the first thing I would steal is your smile”. She smiled again and asked “what’s the second thing?”
He moved few inches away and said “your flight ticket”. Ravi walked back to his room with heavy heart to get ready for the day.

It was a perfect day with half the sun peeping out. As they got into the car, Priya looked up and saw the dark clouds forming. Her eyes sparkled with extra happiness.
He took her to a restaurant called “Little India”; the food was simple yet satisfying. Lot of things has changed she thought, including her feelings for Ravi.
After their delightful lunch Ravi took her for a long ride. As they were reaching the country side the sky was getting darker.

“Oh please!!, NO rain now”, Ravi yelled.
Priya laughed and said “It’s going to rain”
Looking at Priya’s smile he changed his mind, he wanted the rain to pour now.
It started to rain heavily and they both sat in the car watching the rain. She inhaled the fresh smell of the wet mud. She looked at Ravi and she knew how important he was in her life.
Without him she wouldn’t have made it this far. It was his courage and confidence that drove her where she is now. She was a different person today. She could think better, she knew what she had to do.

It was time for going home, and both of them wished if the day could extend any longer.
Priya packed her things for her next days fly; Ravi sat and watched her pack with a dismay look.

It was 8 in the morning. Priya was leaving today…she gathered all her courage and went to Ravi, sat beside him and handed him a letter. She told him to open it once she leaves. Saying this she walked and vanished in the crowd of people traveling to Mumbai.

He couldn’t resist any longer, he opened the letter which read,

Dear Ravi,
I felt my love for you when I looked into your eyes and all my problems seems solved. I felt my love for you when you held my hands. I don’t understand my own feelings, but then again love is not something to be understood. There are many things I am not sure of; yet, one thing I am sure of is that “I love you”. I have loved you from the day I knew what love was. I wanted to ask you if you feel the same about me.
I wanted to express my feelings to you yesterday when we were going in the car, but I didn’t want to disappoint you on that one day that was left for us.

“Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.”

I will be waiting for you

Your Priya

* My friend here wanted a very sad ending...i think he is disappointed now..;).....

**quite predictable i guess...if you were in priya's place what would you have done?

It's my life- I

The aroma of food filled the entire house but Priya knew Ajay would least bother to appreciate it. She had cooked his favorite biriyani and kheer and was waiting for him impatiently as everyday. The clock ticked 9.30pm and there he was parking his car in the garage. Before he could ring the door bell Priya opened the door and smiled at Ajay.
“Hello how was your day?”
Ajay just threw her a repulsive look and went to the bathroom to freshen up.
In the mean time Priya set up the table for him to have her specially made biriyani. She was sitting for a while now and noticed Ajay come out of the room fully dressed to go somewhere. Her eyes moved with Ajay as he took his shoes from the rack and started wearing it.
“Are you going somewhere” she asked with a shiver in her voice
“Yes, I am and I won’t be back until late tomorrow”
Priya didn’t want to question him anymore as she knew what his reaction would be. Ajay doesn’t like being questioned or dominated.
“I made Biriyani for you”
“I like biriyani made by my mom, not by you”

Saying this he smashed the door leaving Priya behind alone in the house.
Tears rolled down uncontrollably as she placed all the dishes in the refrigerator. She could not possibly think what the reason was behind Ajay’s behavior. All she wanted at this moment from him was a smile and show of sign that he cared as a token for their 2 month marriage anniversary.

Life was not the same for Priya; she had to leave her parents, friends and Ravi back home after she got married to Ajay. Her thoughts were now wandering about Ravi as she was making her bed. Ravi was her best friend or maybe someone more than a friend. She knew him from her school days. He has always been for her like a guardian angel looking after her.
There were times when Ravi would wait for her class to finish so they both can walk home together talking about all the weird things going around in the world. Everything happened so fast in her life that she didn’t have anything under control including her marriage with Ajay. Ravi was off to Singapore for an official trip when Priya’s wedding took place. She had no choice but to listen to her parents.

Priya decided to change herself after the marriage though. She knew nothing could be done, so she managed to bury her feelings deep down her heart. But the more she tried to push Ravi’s thoughts away the more it came floating towards to her.

Priya was now lying in her bed thinking about Ajay. Right from the day they got married Priya couldn’t think of a day where he tried to make a conversation with her. It was always Priya who initiated and always ended up discouraged. She didn’t know what she did for him to behave like this. She felt hopeless and down. She needed Ravi at this time so she could rest her head on his shoulders and everything would just seem perfect after that. But she didn’t know where Ravi was right now, there was no TV or internet for her to take a peek at the outside world. She has been locked in this house for about two months now and Ajay not once cared to take her out for shopping or even a simple dinner for that matter. She felt a pinch of pain when she thought about her situation. Bearing confusion in her mind she fell asleep waking up in a brand new day, a day that was going to change rest of her life.

Priya opened her curtains welcoming the rays to fall in her face. It was a bit cloudy, it is going to rain she thought with a small curve in her lips. Priya loves when the rain drops kiss her face gently giving a shiver in her body. She simply loves that feeling.

Thinking about rain she was taken back to the days when Priya used to run out from anywhere when it starts to pour and Ravi hated it, he thought it was too childish. He would simply sit and watch her play like a little kid.
She felt ashamed for thinking about another man when she was married now. But he was not another man for her, he was her Ravi. They both had similar feelings for each other but never expressed it out due to certain reasons. Priya knew just by looking at into his eyes, it spoke volumes.

She wondered what Ravi’s reaction would be if he finds out about her situation. She wanted to talk to him, but she didn’t have his number. The only way she could find out was by calling her friend. Geeta should know where he is, she thought to herself. Quickly changing herself to a simple shirt and jeans she walked out of her house. She looked up at the sky; one small drop fell in her forehead. Life is so beautiful she thought. She was happy that she was going to talk to Ravi. This is the longest period of time they both have stayed without talking to each other. It was unbelievable how Ravi managed all these days without hearing her voice. But again even if he tried its not like she had a phone, Ajay uses his cell phone and maybe he didn’t want to call him to ask about her.

She got into the cab and halted at a near shopping mall. The cab driver was kind enough to guide her around the places. He even mentioned about waiting till she was done with her work. She nodded with a smile and walked inside the building. Nothing looked amazingly different to her as she had seen many shopping centers like this in Chennai. But this is huge compared to the ones I have seen she told herself.

Priya was walking around looking for a pay phone. She did manage to find one after 20 minutes. Without wasting any time she quickly called her friend Geeta.
Geeta was shocked to find out that Priya didn’t know that Ravi was in US too. In fact in the same province, he had called the same day Priya left to states and talked with Geeta.

Priya was surprised...more than surprised she was very happy. Her happiness knew no boundaries, she hurried to take out her pen and note down his phone number.
There was happiness in her eyes and as she turned she saw something that she didn’t want to nor expected to see. She saw Ajay kissing a girl.

to be cont..


** oru mega serial range kuduthutaino?
*** well the story is pretty long so didnt want to bore you guys all at once...slow n steady yea panna effect nalla irrukum :D
**** please do critique me...i will learn from my mistakes :)

Happily Ever After

She looked more beautiful than ever today in her light blue sari. We have been neighbors for god knows how long and this is the first time I am fully boring my eyes on her. Well it’s partly my fault too since I was never in India for half of my life. Being a software engineer from US doesn’t give me enough confidence to sit in the middle of the living room with a group of people I have hardly seen before.



Suddenly Deepika’s mom broke the silence and said our Deepika is a graduate from Stella Mari’s, she took biotechnology.

Oh that’s nice uttered my mom from behind.

I was just sitting there sipping my coffee admiring Deepika and her restless actions. Her curly hair falling in front of her eyes and the cute dimples just added extra charm to her beauty.

How can I tell everyone that I wanted to talk to her alone?

I got up from my chair and went to the kitchen to keep my cup thinking she would come and take it from me. But NO, her aunt had to come in between to ruin my plan. So, I thought of a better plan this time, I walked outside to the garden and stood there pretending to look at the different types of plants and flowers, not that I know any. It just made me look more stupid so I decided to go sit in one of the chairs near me. I pulled another chair closer hoping she would come join me soon. I waited and waited, I was losing my patience as every minute passed. I was about to get up when my sister came running and said Deepika is upstairs in her room she wants to talk to you.



I was a bit nervous, I didn’t know why? No I wasn’t scared…just a little bit maybe.

She was in her room rearranging her clothes, I walked in. oops I forgot to knock…I went back a couple of steps and knocked…

Deepika-Hey come on in...sorry my room is a bit messy.

Me- oh that’s fine, not worse than mine.

Deepika-urghh have a seat

Me- yea thanks, you know Deepika I want to come back to India.
Before I could say anything further


Deepika- Please Do not mistake me to be one of those shyly smiling, drawing kolams with toe, avid arranged marriage proponent types. I have my own choice in making certain decisions and if I don’t like you I will just say it to your face.

Me-woah..cool down, I am not going to force you to like me.
I could sense the stress in her face go down a bit


Deepika- hmm I am sorry to talk like that, but I didn’t want my life to be like my mom’s. Only I know how painful it is to be without a dad.

Me- yea I totally understand. No compulsion. (gosh she is tuff)

Deepika- so where were you in “America”?

Me-i lived in Connecticut, but I have gone to other places for my official trip.
She didn’t show any sign of interest, I don’t think she cared.



Deepika-oh that’s nice, are you planning to come back?

Me-that’s what I was trying to tell you before, guess you were lost in your own thoughts.
But yes I am thinking about coming back. I am sick and tired of eating fast food. Maybe you can help me out by cooking for me (and I winked)


Deepika- haha, I can hardly hold the ladle straight.

Me-oh wow,,ugh that’s impressive…I don’t blame you, being a biotechnologist must be a demanding job.

Deepika- hmm

Me- (I don’t think she could find anything wrong with what I said, guess that annoyed her a bit)

And before I could respond, the gang returned and my mom surveyed us closely. She seemed satisfied with what she perceived.

Me-well Deepika it was nice talking to you, take your time and you do know my answer. Its not going to change for a while now.

Deepika-yea, I will call you sometime

A firm handshake and a gentle nod and I was gone.

My mind was changing dramatically with every passing minute. I was waiting for her call eagerly anticipating those long lasting several hours with her.
Finally the call came after 2 weeks. I was angry and thrilled at once.

Me-DEEPIKA I gushed into the receiver just like my dad.

Deepika- Sorry, I couldn’t call earlier..something came up

Me-Huh.(what a lame excuse)
Yea yea I am sure, so everyone in your family doing OK?

And so on and so forth our conversation went on, not that long, just short for couple of hours.

Me-So Deepika tell me what do you think about me?
(I really couldn’t wait any longer)

Deepika-I already said yes to your mom.

Me-Oh so your planning to marry her?

Deepika-Haha..oh shut up…"You know, Mr.America. This just will not do. Before we get married, we need to establish some ground rules of conduct that we will adhere to and……."

Me-I take it, so that’s a yes?

Deepika- You bet , Mister. It is a yes. But I will not have you think that I am just your mushy, little Indian girl who was swept off her feet by an NRI.

Me-haha, I am soo in love with you

A broken bond

Riya took a dose of sleeping pill, pulled her blanket and closed her eyes for a peaceful sleep. Even after taking those Flunitrazepam tablets she was unable to rest. She felt a rush a blood run into her brain…with much discomfort she tightly closed her eyes telling herself not to open it again.
The next thing she saw a bright sunny day, the curtains where pulled to the corner which let a beam of ray disturb her eyes. She opened her eyes wide welcoming the new day, got up from the bed and walked to the window to find if the computers shop across was open.

Riya gave a silly laugh thinking its only 7.30 am and the shop doesn’t open till 9.00 am. She heard her mom busy working in the kitchen preparing breakfast for her family. Riya knew today was going to be a big day for her and her family. She didn’t want to think about it anymore and escaped to take a shower.

After 20 minutes, she pushed her bathroom door open and came outside wrapped up in her blue towel. Slowly walking towards her closet deciding what to wear …thought the black sari will look good. After a minute she realized that she had packed that sari in her suitcase last night along with her other favorite dresses. Again pushing away those thoughts from her head she took a normal green color sari given by Sanjay last year for her birthday.

As she was combing her hair the aroma of hot Saambar and Pongal took her away. Not able resist Riya went and sat on table, giving glances to her dad and mom. She was looking at them as though she has never seen them for years. Riya “go put flowers to the god” yelled her mom from inside.

She placed the flowers by the god, closed her eyes prayed for the first time in her life, “ dear god…I really don’t know how other people pray to you… but all I wanted to say is to take care of my family when I am gone". As she was praying tears rolled down her cheeks. She quietly sat down to eat; her cell phone ring tone broke the silence in the house. She ran to grab it and stood near the window to notice the computer store open and Karthik standing in front with his red car. 10 minutes passed and she was still standing at the same position thinking what to do. Riya was waiting for the right time to make a move. Her mom went to the bathroom and her dad was busy watching his news. Utilizing the opportunity, she ran to the door with her suitcase and opened the door slowly. As she was about to step out she heard her mom say” Riya, don’t forget to pick up Arjun from school”. Riya hesitated for a minute, but nothing was going to stop her.

She ran down the steps quickly towards Karthik, sat in the car with him…abandoning Sanjay and Arjun, her husband and son.

Turbulance of Heart- End

Continued from Turbulence of Heart

Dear diary…

Things seem changing again…I am back in Chennai….feeling and remembering my memories which I left it here untwined. Walking along my memory lane I see half of my life spent in marina beach…bargaining with the auto driver…eating dosas and idlis…waiting for my bus….getting wet in the rain…bunking class and going to movies….and finally all the cherished yet bitter sweet memories of Karthik.

Getting married next week and not seen the guy even once tickles me a bit, but on the other hand I trust my parent’s choice.

I have heard his voice though, he called today….strong, deep and manly, his voice echoed on the phone as I picked up and said hello…before he could ask me anything I abruptly gave it to my dad.

Lost in the things going around me, I went into my room and opened my cupboard which I haven’t unlocked since the day I left. My old toys…all the greeting cards which I got since my 4th birthday till now…my school uniform….everything lay their neatly organized. I don’t remember arranging them…must be my grandmother. My eyes caught a cream color envelope unopened. Trying to recollect my thoughts of what it was….I took it in my hand….felt heavy. Opened it slowly not to disturb anything inside it…and found 6 letters .

Opened the one which was on the top...

Dear shwetha…

Remember the day when I first saw you, college annual day...remember the second day when you were waiting for the bus and the third day when you were sitting alone in the bench across the fountain. I can keep on going like this until the day u left to Australia. I tried to talk to you so many times..but I really wasn’t sure how you would take that. I followed you everywhere you went just to get a glimpse of your beautiful eyes which drives me crazy every time I look into them. my day won’t be complete without seeing you. I dropped a chain for you on my way to class, which I wanted to give you in person but never got the right time. All these letters are my thoughts …gone waste without giving it to you. The day you left to Australia I rushed to the airport only to find that you have gone very far from me. Physically far but mentally still close to me. I just wanted to tell you that..you are and will always be remembered and i will be waiting for you .

Your Karthik

Tears were making the letter soggy and wet. Unable to control my tears I flooded outside of my room to inform about Karthik to my parents. But the happiness and satisfaction in my parents face made me stop.

Certain things in life can be sacrificed for the happiness of your loved ones. Making up my mind I sat near my grandmother slowly pacing my head on her shoulders. She picked up one invitation from the pile and handed it to me.

A broad smile broke on my face as it read….Swetha Weds Karthik. Awakened and agitated I looked my grandmother…she gave me the most accomplished smile.

Was really tempting to give a sad ending…but due to public pressure…finished it in a good note…..adutha post…ponnarasi oda Tag(atha maraka mattain ;) )....apparam pasangala...naan than first..naan thaan second n sandai pottukama comments poddanum...:D..

Turbulence of heart

Dear dairy,

Things are changing again, days are rolling fast ahead as I lay in my couch thinking about the day when you first laid your eyes on me. It was our college annual day and I was busy getting my friend ready for the last dance show, when you showed up suddenly in our room with eyes wide open starring. I think you got your senses back within seconds and blurred out saying “Sorry wrong room”. I don’t know what you thought about me but I didn’t have a good impression about you as some guys purposely enter girls room with the same lame excuse. The second time I saw your face was when you climbed the stage to get the student of the year award, my first impression of you was changing a bit after this incident. You were one of the popular guys among our college while I wasn’t. Only people from my class knew me which initially bothered me but then I got used to it. After that I have seen you many times with your friends laughing and having a blast. I manage to give you eye contact all the time just in case you recognize me from that day but u always let me down.. There were always different girls around you all the time which made me feel insecure. So I just decided to stick to my ambition and work on making it true. One thing which makes me puzzled till now is that wherever I go I happened to see you, something which pulled us together even if I tried walking the opposite side.. The day wasn’t far when I heard my mom tell me that I got admission for a pre-med course in Australia and I had to leave within a month. Tears rolled down my cheek as I thought about you….my first love …It was incomplete.
I packed my bag along with the chain you accidentally dropped in the road while you were running to your class.
After 4 years …as a doctor I rarely get time to think about all these things, but as a girl you will always have a special place in my heart Karthik.

To be continued ....

My shalini

It was big day for Sathish, a tall ,young and attractive 27 year old guy. It was his first day at work. With heart full of excitement and mind full of nervousness he walked swiftly across his office to the managers room.
Good morning Mr.sathish. Hope you had a good start of the day. Let me take you to your cabin and you can start your work right ahead.
Thanks Mr. John uttered Sathish.

In no time he was in his cabin working with his new laptop that the company had provided him. This is the first time in his life to be away from his mom and sister. It has been almost three days since he came to Toronto with a new hope and enthusiasm to begin another part of his life. He was missing his Archu kutti terribly, he picked up his phone and quickly dialed her cell phone number and cut it in no second thinking it would late night in India and she would sleeping like a baby all curled up with her favorite blue blanket. A grin broke down his jaw line as he remembered the last line Archu yelled at him before boarding the plane…”Anna anga poi vaalla surittittu iru..ennakku vella kaari anni la vendam, Namba shalini maari ru ponna paaru enna”. Shalini Ajith kumar she meant.

It was 12.30pm and his stomach was making weird noises already. He took $20 from his desk and went out in search for the cafeteria. As he was walking down the lobby his senses smelled Ralph Lauren, his favorite women’s cologne. He was taken back to his college days when Anjali, a big multimillionaires daughter used to wear it everyday. All the guys went crazy for her. Who wouldn’t? Combo of attractiveness and money together. He remembered Ram who proposed her 17 times. I am not even exaggerating. Poor guy had to hear answers like no, NO, NOWAY, HELL NO. Anjali was Archu’s college mate and her best friend. Anjali has been to our house couple of times. She must have felt weird sitting in a chair instead of a comfy couch. Walking into a small house compared to her big bungalow. Looking at me study engineering in my college days Archu also wanted to do the same. So she joined computer science in SRM. I remember doing most of her assignments while she used to chat with Anjali for hours.
If I am not wrong I think it was June 21st when Anjali stood close to me one day when I was busy ironing my shirt and getting ready to go to my friends first wedding. She exclaimed “I love you”. I was taken aback. More like a shock. Turned around to see if Archu was playing any pranks. What? My voice was unclear. She said I love you again with a strong and confident look. Even though it felt good hearing (considering all the guys who didn’t get to hear this) I knew it was wrong. I explained to her subtly, you see….you are my sisters age and I can’t imagine myself with someone who is almost exactly like my sister. Plus I am really sorry to say that I never thought or saw you in that angle, I have always thought of you like my Archu….like my sister. OUCH that should hurt. Well she is in London now doing her masters. She compelled Archu to come with her, but I didn’t want my baby to go suffer all alone in an unknown land.
Brushing of his past thoughts he quickly turned right and left to find nobody around him. He walked 3 three steps ahead when he heard “excuse me”. He turned around to find a 5.4” tall woman standing behind him. With her heels it will be around 2” more he thought. Beautiful black curly hair coming till her shoulders, eyes as sharp as a laser beam piercing through her eyes. She was wearing a light blue top with black formal pants to match with her light blue crystal earrings. He noticed her silver pendent with an OM sign and Veena written in her name tag. He felt happy. He wanted to talk something, but couldn’t. His heart was beating fast. He felt he had no control over himself. It was like an illusion. Before he could say anything she said “ungaloda $20”. He wanted to ask neega tamizh aa…but that would really stupid since she just spoke in tamil. She was looking right into his eyes and he couldn’t help starring her. He burst out asking neenga India aa?
Veena-No
Sathish-apparam..from where?
Veena-therinji enna panna pora
Sathish-err..chumma oru general knowledge k

She handed him his $20 bill and walked past him muttering cha indha payangale ippdi than…parthu sirichida koodathe….she turned back to look at him…he was still standing at the same place starring at her. She got scared and disappeared into one of the hallways.
Sathish was lost in his own world. He has never felt something like this before. Her smile wouldn’t go away from his mind. He knew at that moment. He took out his cell phone dialed to Archu caring less about the time difference. As soon as she said hello….he yelled from top of his throat…..”unnoda Anni ya parthutain diii…shalini ya vida nalla irrukaaaa….”

Suggestion

hi hi hi...
sorry guys for not posting all this while…ennaliye namba mudiyala..nan ivlo busy n..seri ok..let me tell you guys a short story and you guys tell me the ending..

Pooja and Arun really good friends, they know each other for almost a year.. Pooja is a very naïve and hard to get kinda gurl. She is very pretty and 2-3 guys have already proposed her. Arun on the other hand is a very smart and handsome guy. He is very secretive and is a closed book. Not even his friends could guess what he is thinking.
So what happens is…they both start to like each other…and none of their friends know about this…they didn’t confess to each other but they knew deep down inside. Arun would be real caring for some days and then suddenly he would disappear somewhere. He was on and off in this decisions and moods. Pooja waited for Arun to tell her about his love. 2 months passed..4 months passed..nothing from his side. So on total 11 months has passed and she was still waiting and hoping that Arun would confess his love.
In the mean time, she meets a guy named vikram…charming..flirtatious..and very cute…vikram is a open minded and frank person…and without knowing the complications between pooja and arun…he madly falls in love with her within 3 months and proposes to her.
So now my Question is…if you were in pooja’s shoes who would you prefer?
Point to note- both are equally smart and talented..: )..

Dying inside

I knew what he was gonna ask..my heart started to beat like crazy. I had mixed emotions in my face.
He was trying really hard to get to the point. But I wouldn’t let him; I would swiftly change the topic. It would take another 10 minutes for him to come closer to the same topic again. I was laughing inside imagining him sweat like crazy on the other side. Felt bad for him for a while but oh well this is my moment..let me cherish it.
He would start again…bored of listening to the same old record my imagination would start to flow…
I know he is my friend but I have started thinking a little too much. Something beyond friendship. I don’t know if that’s right or wrong. Don’t know where it will end but my feelings are not going to change at any cost.
Everyday I get up expecting his call.
The last and first thing that comes in my mind is you.

Back to reality again, his hesitation means a lot at this time. I couldn’t bear no more. Waited for him to finish the whole sentence. Waited and waited..just to find out that he had a crush on my friend.


P.S...this is purely imagination guys....hehe..ippo ve solliten..or else i know what type of comments i would get..

~ partha mudhal nalle-end~

They both go out of their room..
Pradeep- sorry guys..
Priya- not a problem
Megha sees karthik..she gets up abruptly
Megha- hey..neeee
Karthik-err..hi I am karthik..pradeep’s roomie
Megha- ohh sir per karthik aa…hmm..enna inniki munji la powder kaannum..hehe..btw I am Megha
Karthik- huh..(eva nakkal thanga mudiyala da saami)…nice meeting you..(makes a face with no expression)
Pradeep- hey…I am going to go n get something to eat…priya you wanna come with me?
Priya- sure da..
Megha- (adi paavi..enna inga thaniya intha loose oda vittutu pogatha di)..hmm..nannum varen…
Pradeep- u give company to karthik..we will be back in half hour.
Megha- aaashoo.she looks at karthik..hmm.half hour ivanoda irrakanumaaa..hmm..seri seri..ponga..
They stare each other for 2 minutes not knowing what to talk…
Karthik- so..unga peru verum megha va…ilaa Megha.B ya..
Megha- adhu enna…B?
Karthik-er..Megha Bajari..i mean unga last name..
Megha- adhana parthen ..enna sir unnam arambikkalye n…
Karthik- haha..hmm..so how long have you been in Canada?
Megha- about 4 yrs now…how about you?
Karthik- 2 years, came here in a work permit.
Megha- oh that’s nice..so how do u like it here?
Karthik- its ok, thought there would be more tamil girls here…enna panrathu..(yellarume unna maariye irrukanga)
Megha- hey..tamil girls thana..there are tons here…you just have to look really hard…most of them don’t even show that they are tamil…
Karthik- yea..that’s true..hey neenga madras la enga irundeenga?
Megha- near SSR.Pankajam.. how about you?
Karthik-you know Majestic Park..its opposite to Captains house..
Megha- ohh..yea..my friend Charu lives there
Karthik- Charu..1st year SRM la computer science?
Megha- ya..avale than..you know her???
Karthik- ofcourse…unfortunately I am her brother..haha
Megha- ohhh..WOW(surprised) …chance eh illa
Karthik- yen?
Megha- illa..ava romba nalla ponnu ache…nee eppdi avalakku…Anna..hmm..engayo iddikithe..lol
Karthik-yenga..ungallakku enna ottalana thookame varatha?
Megha-hehe..seri seri..hope they get some Chinese food. So hungry
Karthik- yuk, I hate Chinese food..i prefer greek
Megha- tho da….cha enna oru nasty taste
Karthik- please turn off that T.V..i cant stand Maddy
Megha- hey..enna da....Maddy pathi pesatha..apparum avalo than..
Karthik- I don’t know whats so good about him..all girls go crazy for him..
Megha- yea..obviously..look at his smile…his facial expression…ahh sema cute..
Karthik-thanga mudiyala..please..vera topic change panreengala?
Megha- hmm..seri un hobbies enna?
Karthik-oh my hobbies..hmm..perusa onnum ilainga..cars na romba pidikkum..apparam..music..cricket..
Megha- nice..ennakku social service panrathu na romba pidikkum..apparam rajini padam na romba pidikkum..hmm..saravana bhavan..red roses..madras pasanga..red curtains..black colour……………..
Karthik- (iva april madhathil vara sneha vida periya list a solra)

They both seriously got involved in their talks..asking about each other..knowing each others interests…
Soon pradeep and priya came with biriyani from Tikka house. They all had a good lunch and soon it was time to leave.
Karthik didn’t want megha to leave..he very much enjoyed her company…he liked her innocence, her boldness..the way she fights for small things….but it was too early for him to tell her anything or decide anything….he waves her goodbye half heartedly. he exchanges his phone with hers.

His day would begin by thinking about her and end by talking with her on the phone.

February 2nd
Namma karthik oda birthday
With high expectations he is eagerly waiting for megha’s call. Finally at 11.30 she calls.
Megha- hey..karthik..enna panre
Karthik-onnum illa..nee sollu
Megha-hmm..are you free this afternoon.
Karthik-yea..ofcourse(enna onnum wish panna kaannum..maybe it’s a surprise)..
Megha- ok, come to Madras Mahal..i will be waiting with Rahul..
Karthik- err..who is Rahul?
Megha-oh..didn’t I tell you my BoyFriend.
Karthik-Bbboy friend..(he couldn’t talk anymore…his heart started beating fast…he made sure not to show any signs of gloominess.)…oh ss sure pa..i will be there.

He hanged up his phone, was sweating like crazy..he searched for his pack of cigarettes, couldn’t find it anywhere. Frustrated with himself and not knowing what to do he left to Madras Mahal.
He reaches the place after half hour..waits in the car for 10 minutes. His head was spinning thinking about that guy. Consoles himself after sometime and goes inside.
He sees Megha sitting across wearing a light blue top and jeans.. she looked cute as usual. Opposite he sees a guy, there was big smile on Karthik’s face.

Karthik-hey megha
Megha-oh hey..vandhuttiya…meet my boyfriend rahul..
Karthik- (indha chinna payana than un boy friend n sonniya…grr..rumba nakkal than..seriyana loose.cha..)..hey rahul..how are you
Rahul- hii…I am fine(with a really cute baby smile)
Karthik- that’s nice
Karthik is eagerly waiting for his birthday wish, but she doesn’t seem to care less.
Karthik-(hmm maybe she forgot…adhu eppdi marapal..i even know her star birthday..cha indha ponnungale ippdi than)…

They finish their lunch and he drops Megha and Rahul at her place and leaves to his home half-heartedly.

He goes home..turns on the music…

Partha mudhal naale…..unnai partha mudhal naale….from vetaiyadu vilayadu starts playing.

Karthik-Cha yen than avala partheno…vazhkai ippdi waste aakital…..
He lies in his couch…closes his eyes and gets involved in his music…
Tringggg…1 sms msg
He bothers less….and slowly gets up..picks up his phone…
Sms msg from Megha…he is so excited that he doesn’t know which button to press…..
The msg read…


Your princess is waiting for you; my prince just took a wrong turn, got lost, & is too stubborn to ask for directions…
Happy birthday hun…

~ partha mudhal nalle-II ~

Megha reaches home, removes her shoes..one goes flying near her friends feet. Places the bag of groceries in the middle of the hall and sits in the couch.
Priya- hey what happened?
Megha- andha payan..cha..
Priya-endha payan?
Megha- theriyadhu di..store la parthen..romba tension pannitan..
Priya-payan parka eppdi irrupan?(she winks)
Megha- unn kitta sonnen paaru….parka nalla karrupa senthil maari iruppan..
Priya- chi..sollu di…
Megha- yen di evlo alaira..adhan pradeep kitta number vangine illa…
Priya- pradeep aa.avana vidu..…seri evan appdi irrupan sollu?
Megha- nalla than di irruppan…kitta thatta aarya maari irruppan parka..
Priya-wow..seri..pradeep just called, he invited us for lunch tomorrow at his place. Your coming with me..seriya
Megha- hey..what am I going to do there, nan varala..nee mattum po
Priya- chance eh illa…neeyum vara…sollitten..avalavdhan…

While on the other side, karthik parks his car and runs to his apartment.
Pradeep- yen da ivlo late?
Karthik-don’t ask me any questions, apparam andha bajari oda mugam nyabagam vandhurum…
Pradeep-bajari ya….hey hey..yaaru andha bajari.
Karthik-i said no questions..
Pradeep- fineeee…seri open the door..habba been waiting for more than 45 mins

They both go in..karthik turns on the T.V..
Pradeep-machi I got this new tamil movie..its in my bag….put it da
Karthik-oh seri..hold on..

He inserts the DVD…movie title Sandai Kozhi..
Karthik-oh damn..enna da padam idhu…cha..sandai kozhi…I don’t want to watch it..
Pradeep- dai..r u Ok…inna matter n ozhunga sollu da…
Karthik explains the whole drama that took place…
Pradeep-hahaha..ivlo than matter aa..nan vera ennamo n ninaichen…take it easy da..ur not gonna meet her again..forget about it..seri….how does she look?
Karthik-hmm..very cute da..siricha azhaga irrupa…anna pavum..avalluku sandai poda than theriyum n ninaikiren..lol….dai dai..stop reminding about her I said I want to forget about her..
Pradeep- haiyoo…enna da avlo distract pannitala..
Karthik-hmmm…nah..i don’t fall into girls trap that easily..seri come lets watch south Africa Vs Australia match…I rented that DVD…
They both fell asleep watching the match till 5.30 am in the morning.

11.30 am
Karthik- aiyooooo pidari….
He wakes up pradeep from sleep..
Pradeep-huh..dai dai..enna achi..dreams layum ava thana...kalakku..whats the time…aiyo 11.30..i have invited priya for lunch..i have to clean the house…take shower..buy something..so much work..damn..

12.30 am
Pradeep- machan I am going to take shower..get up da naye..its afternoon..
karthik- huh..seri..
he goes back to sleep again..

After five minutes..door bell rings..
Karthik- cha..yevan avan..indha nerathla..
He gets up..looks in the mirror…his hair in the most crappiest style ever. ..doesn’t care enough to comb it…proceeds to the door..looks in the peep hole…some girl standing outside. He opens the door
Karthik- yea
Priya- hi, I am pradeep’s friend.
Karthik- oh ho neega priya va…please come.
He looks back at his living room, its cleaned neatly. He thanks pradeep in his mind and tells her to take a seat.
Priya- so ur karthik right?
Karthik- yea..
Priya- pradeep niraya solli irrukan ungala pathi…
Karthik- oh appdiya….(nanga thana solla sonathe)..

After 2 minutes door bell rings again
Karthik- excuse me.
He goes near the door, looks in the peep hole again..his face changes..he runs inside his room..starts banging the washroom door..
Karthik- machan come out…she followed me hear too
Pradeep from inside..yaaru da?
Karthik- dai..andha ponnu da..come out fast and tell her that I am not home.
Pradeep- dai..i am taking shower
Karthik- ponna da nee..oru mani nerama kulikara..chi velila va..
Pradeep rushes out of the washroom..wears his favourite blue jeans and white shirt and goes out.
He sees priya sitting in the living room watching alaipayuthe…he gives her a quick smile and runs to the door and opens it..
Pradeep- sorrynga karthik is not hear.
Megha- huh..yaaru karthik?..err ithu pradeep vidu thana ithu?
Pradeep- yea..that’s me..
Megha- priya inga thana irruka?
Pradeep- oh oh..sorry..neega priya…oh..megha?..come in..
Megha- yea..no probs.. inga parking illaya?..i had to go to the next complex to park my car.
Pradeep- ohh appdiya..
Megha enters the house and sees priya seriously involved in watching the movie.
Megha- hey loose..nan vanthathu kooda theriyama appdi enna padam di parkara..
Priya- vaadi..alaipayuthe…romba naal achi maddy a parthu..hehe

In the mean time pradeep goes inside his room..
Pradeep- dai..athu megha da..priya oda friend..
Karthik- enna?..shit..how am I gonna show my face now..
Pradeep- etho first time maari romba feel panre..paravala va va..

To be continued..:))..

~partha mudhal nalle-I ~

Location- Walmart, Toronto.

Megha looking for Tropicana juice, goes around the store 3-4 times.
Megha- grr..where the hell is this orange juice.
She spots a guy putting something back in the shelf..
Megha- hello..excuse me..
He turns and the first impression of Megha was cute, she was wearing black pants and a light pink top with black flowers on it, brown eyes, hair a bit longer than shoulders.
Karthik- yea
Megha- hmm..do you know where the Tropicana juice box is?
Karthik- excuse me, I don’t work here
Megha- she mumbles..ohh munji ya partha appdi theriyala…..huh oh I am so sorry…
Karthik- hello..enna sonninga
Megha- huh..oh neega tamil aa…
Karthik-yea..grr…yen munji ya partha pinna eppdinga irruku?
Megha- huh..adhu vandhu…..aaa…vandhu….like a serial killer?
She giggles and walks away…karthik is standing there without knowing what reaction to give.
Karthik- cha..inna ippdi avamana paduthita…
He brushes away the comment and starts shopping again looking for the readymade foods, which he has to stock up for next week.
His phone rings..
Karthik-hello
Pradeep- dai machan where are you..i forgot to take the house key da..i am standing outside the apartment come fast..
Karthik- oh..appdiya..itho vandhutte irruken..
Pradeep- cool da mams…dai dai..u remember that girl I talked about yesterday..she asked my phone number today..
Karthik- ehhh..kalakra pradeep…nannum parthene inniki oru loose aa..cha mood eh keduthutal…
Magha comes to take something from the frozen department and overhears this from the back
Megha- HELLO….yaaru a parthu loose n sollre.
Karthik-One sec da pradeep..i will call you back.
Karthik- huh..uh..not you..i saw this other girl in work..huh
Megha- ya…nice try…enna da ninaichittu irruka un manasla..
Karthik- hey..over a pesatha di…nanum appolenthu parkiren..ne romba than sound udre..
Megha- enna sound aa….nan yaaru n theriyuma..
Karthik- nee yaara irundhal ennaka enna…don’t you have anyone else to fight at your home…amma..appa..naikutti…inga vandhu sandai pottitu irruka..
Megha- dai vena…..ammma oru chinna doubt…nee powder factory aa vechittu irrukka…munjla ippdi appi’ttu irruka..hehe…
Karthik- adingu..ponna di nee…ippdi pesra
Megha- ponnu than..kannu theriyatha…ohh…athan store ullaye kanadi ya…
He removes his sunglasses and puts it inside
Megha- hhahahahaa..seri seri…pozhachi po..
Karthik- enna ponnu da saami…seriyana bajari..
Megha- oye enna da bajari ya…seri appdiye vechikko…ippo adhukku enna..
Karthik- adhukku enna va…kadavle enga vandhu matikiten..
Karthik phone rings again…
Karthik-sollu pradeep..
Pradeep- enga da irruka?..kaal vallikidhu da..
Karthik- innum store la than..oru loose ponnu kitta matikkiten..tho kalambitten..sorry da mams
He hangs up the phone..
Karthik- hello miss..if you don’t mind …i have to leave urgently now..can we continue our sandai later..
Megha- enna da kozhupa..
Karthik- shhhhhhh…I am gone..nee inga ninnu kathitte iru…..before going I want to tell you something….”adhigama asai padara aamblaiyum….adhigama kova padra pomblaiyum..nalla vazhandh tha sarrithrame illa”
Megha- tho vandhutarru..rajini…..nee padayapa ippa than parthiya…hehe..
Karthik- ada chi podi..pidari…
He giggles and walks away…
Megha-OYE…

...to be cont..

Heartbroken teenager

note- All Characters in this story are imaginative...

Well it all started at the beginning of 2003, when during the 2nd week of school I was late into class and as I walked in there was a new guy in my class. We got to know each other straight away, later i found his name to be krishna. We got to know each other better and after a few weeks we started flirting a bit and nearly every night we spoke over the phone for nearly 2 hours, we spoke about everything especially how we felt about each other ,what would happen with our families, and everything else about love and relationships and all of our problems. We ended up writing letters to each other basically everyday, one day he wrote me 2 or 3 letters in the same day.
So everything seemed good. That went on until Valentine's day, I found out that we had a compatibility of 95% and a love percentage of 110%. Well I found out that a few of my friends liked him a lot, and a few other guys liked me and I had to let them know I didn't feel the same way about them. So on Valentine's day he gave me my favorite chocolate, we found out how much we had in common, but at first I said to him that I couldn't accept it and I told him not to get me anything, but he still did. So after school we both came out of maths, he was tensed and hesitated and suddenly he asked me out, I was so STUPID, I said NO!!! when I loved him so much and he was everything I wanted in a guy and I said NO. I told him the reason I thought he understood, but a few weeks later one of my friends asked him out and he said yes to her. She knew I still liked him, and yet she did that.
Now all I can do is cry because he does not love me anymore. He hardly speaks to me now and I wonder why. Is it because I turned him down? or because I am so pathetic about this? But for now I guess I will never love anyone. I still love him heaps but its all too confusing in my mind. We don't call, we don't write, we don't flirt. every time I look at him I feel like crying.
I have tried drinking away my sorrows but it never works, they just come back to me when I become sober again.
i seriously thought i would never love anyone else again...days passed..years passed...and one day i met Raj... sat beside him..talked to him...wow the cycle started again...


Even now when i look at all these young high school kids having Bf and Gf...i just wonder how long these things are going go...arent they too young for relationships ....i guess no one here thinks in a long term way...just like a time pass...infactuation i would say!!!! still wonder if these people even know the meaning of love...

When friendship hurts

I still remember those days when I and Stan were inseparable. We used to spend countless hours together. Until one day when I met with a serious accident. That accident was a turning point in my life. I do not remember every detail of how the accident actually happened, but all I remember is that I was severely injured. Doctors had advised me to take rest for three months. Just the thought of staying home, doing absolutely nothing scared me! But I had no other choice; I could not walk due to a major leg injury that came as compliment along with the accident. For the first two weeks I was enjoying the attention I was getting from my family and friends. But, little did I know that my friends began to look at me as a pain. Everyday Stan would call me and learn about my days stretch.

Three weeks passed with this same routine. He told me that he was feeling very lonely at college without me. And one day he called me and said he was invited to a party by some senior college mates. He asked me if whether he should make it to the party. I told he should definitely go because chances such as this do not come often.
Getting invited to a senior college party was a huge deal. So he went and had fun, he called me the following day and told me every detail of the party. For the next couple of days I did not receive any phone calls from him. I tried calling him; there was no reply on the other end. Finally, Stan called a week later! He had a few excuses. I was just too stupefied to believe that he was not able to find a single minute to make a call to find out if I am doing well. That night I called him again and I told him how I felt. Stan told me he had to expand his social circle. He did not care about me anymore; he had drifted far away from me. I did not even in my dream expect this from Stan. A friend whom I trusted the most hurt me like this. It was the fourth week; I went to see the doctor. The doctor said I would recuperate in two weeks. I called Stan and informed him about my fast recovery. He wasn’t as excited as I though he would be.

Two weeks passed by and I had completely recovered. The first day back to college after the accident, I searched for Stan. He was nowhere to be found, other friends told me he hung out at the college dorm with his new friends. That evening I saw him in my computer science lecture, he ignored me. At that moment I realized he was not the same Stan anymore. This experience changed my view of friendship. I learned that “Never make someone your everything because when they are gone, you have nothing”. My life did not end there; I have learned to accept reality.

P.S.this is just an imagination..so yaarum yen mella paava padda vendam..:P