காதல் நீ தானா... காதல் நீ தானா.....
காதல் நீ தானா...
காதல் நீ தானா.....
உன்னைக் காணத்தான் கண்கள்
கொண்டேனா...
Life was smooth for both of them, she was happy she got back a person she had lost..
He was trying to get back to normalcy.
He indeed felt the world was too small, his besties sister was his friend, who turned out to be his baby brothers bestie...
Its been almost a week post their departure meet at the bus depot and everyday unknowingly she felt herself looking at her phone every now and then to look for a small chat or a call from him.
What was happening to her she wondered ??
She had n number of friends in guys, she talks on a daily basis in her class n college, yet she had never felt this yearning ever..
So, what was this new feel??
Was he more than a friend for her ??
Is this love ??
Her heart questioned...
Noooooooo.....
Yelled her brain.
This is not love, stupid girl came her mind's instant mockery..
"Aprom enna ezhavu feeling idhu? Yaar kita keka? Hayyyyoooo..."
She sat banging her head with her palm.
"Ava kita ketu papoma? Kathuvalooo?? Kathuna vangipom, vera vazhi illaye. Namaku therinju iva oruthi matum dane love panitu iruka..Seri pani dhan paapom.."
And she dialled her friend's number bracing herself for all the teasing.
"Hellooooo" came a small whisper
"Mullai??"
"Hmmmm"
"Enna di izhukura...enna aachu"
"Free aa irukiya aisha?"
"Illa romba busy aa iruken nu sonna phone cut pana porava madhiri dhan.
Sollu.
Enna vishayam?"
"Adhhhhuuuuu"
"En di ipdi izhukura sollu"
" adhu vandhu aisha...nama oruthar aa love panroma nu epdi theriyum"
"Ey mullaiii...yaara di love panra..."
"Ey love lan panrena nu laan therla di...adhu edpi theriya nu kooda therla... adane un kita kekuren"
"Yen ipdi oru doubtuuu first adha solu also yaaru nu sollu?"
"Adhu vandhu...vandhu..."
" Tension aakura ennaya nee"
"Illadi epo phone adichalum avan phone aa irukumo...
Avan message aa irukumo ne thonudud...
Aavana pathi nenachale happy aa iruku..."
"Adiye...iru..iru... kanavu olagathuku poidadha adhukulla....."
"Psschh...kadupakadha di please"
"Ada aal yaaru nu solu modhala...aprom velakam solren"
"Paduthada aisha"
"Aal yaaru?? Solriya Illa vetri kita solava"
"Hey Anna kita matum soladha please please "
" en di padharara..yaaru nu sola poriya illaya...ipdi vetri kita matum soladha nu solradhu enaku bakku bakku nu iruki"
With a feeble tone she uttered "Kathir di"
"Come again"
"Kathir di"
"Yaaru vetri friend kathir aa?"
"Hmmm"
"Sutham...avan propose panana"
"Ooohooommmm..."
"Aprom?"
"Therila di...adhan sonene....adikadi avan nenapave iruku...yaar phone panalum en avan illa nu thonudu... idhu love aa infatuation aa crush aa nu kooda therila....
Avana anaiku pathapodu evalo happy aa irundichu theriyuma...
Apdi naan oru aala paathu happy aana moment enaku Vera nyabagam kooda vara matingudu...
Aana idhu love aa ipdi dan love la feel panuvoma nu lan therla...
Yaar kita di keka naan vera..
Nee enna na ennaya yaaru nu solla soli Black mail panitu iruka "
Hearing no response from the other side...
"Eyyy irukiya illaya di loosu..."
"Iruken iruken.."
"Badhil edhum soli tholayalam la..."
"Enna di solla"
"Kadha full aa ketu ipdi kena madiri kelvi kekadha di"
"What if I say this is love ? What next??"
She sat stumped...
"Ipo nee enna di amaidhiya iruka?"
"Nee idhu love illa nu soluva nu nambinen di...
Ipo what next nu sonadhum I donno
What am I supposed to do?"
"En di naan unna keta nee ennaya thirupi kekura...loosa nee...?"
"Kathadha di ..please"
"Fine...ipo sollu...this is love nu sonna what next ?? Are you gonna propose to him?? "
"Nooooo"
" Then what? Poi thoongu modhals... Chumma manushan aa imsa padutha di...oru nala thooksmam pota ellam seri ayidum... Good night"
Hearing only silence,
"Mullai, un kita dhan solren....veena edhayo potu kozhapikadha..
Seriya??
Poi nimadhiya thoongu"
"Hmmm..."
"Good night di"
"okey.....Good night"
Cutting off the phone, she sat pondering over the question asked by her bestie..
What next??
As per aisha words, if this is love what next??
She isn't even sure if he likes her in that sense...gosh she herself didn't know she liked him in a romantic manner ...heck she herself was confused..
Though aisha only asked what if this is love, she knew from her tone these were some of characteristics of being in love.
Sitting cross-legged and covering her face with her hand, she tried to find some reason...
Some reason as to why him and what next??
What was that special in him that made her even feel something like this ...
The more she thought, the more she was confused....
The clarity she expected after a chit chat with her bestie literally went in drain...
Her mind went into does he also share feelings like her??
She didn't even know when she slept..
The next day she woke up with a tinge of clarity...this is not love...
This is mere infatuation...
Nothing less. .
Nothing more...
But, when did fate ever listen to someone ??
The very next day, the trouble maker of her heart himself made his first move...
"Never stop believing in hope because miracles happen everyday...Good morning...Have a nice day"
A very simple message or even it could be forward message...
Yet, it made all the confusion come back..
She didn't know what to make out...
It was as if the message was asking her to keep hope on what she is confused of..
If only he knew, the confusion is only about him..
"I wish you lots of happy moments all day long....Good morning to u too" she replied back..
There was no further message post that..
The day went about in its usual routine, yet it gave her an extra boost...
She would have already checked her inbox a minimum of 15 times just to grin with a silly smile..
The routine continued for few more days...
Added to the good morning, started the good night text as well..
"The best thing in my life is having wonderful friends like you, sleep tight, good night "
That brought a smile combined with blush on her face...
She didn't know it...
All she knew was she was laughing like a mad girl...
"Enjoy your night in the forest of dreams...Good night"
She was all happy gazing her whole day with the good morning, good night and the other forwarded message..
Somehow her talk with aisha took a back seat..Even the confusion about being in lovee somehow didn't trouble her much...
The month of February came so did the valentine week...
Almost everyone in her class had a boyfriend of her own and were planning their valentine day, while she sulked in a corner of her class...
She was really getting rilled up seeing all the roses and chocolates and Teddy bears...
She had never got a proposal in this 18 years of her lifetime...
All these years it didn't bother her so much..
But now, there was this guys face tormenting her..
All the pent up confusion resurfaced..
What was she supposed to do??
Angry tears let her eyes..
The devil chose the exact same moment to make sure his presence is known...
The guy who always texted her chose the very same moment to call her..
Kathir calling ....
Kathir calling...
Showed her phone...
She immediately picked her phone and barked a hello...
Kat: hey mulla...
Mul: sollu..
Kat: all okey aa??
Mul: illa nu sonna enna pana pora...
Kat: wrong time la koopten pola..sorry...
Mul: aama wrong time la dhan kooptu enna imsa panra..
Kat: sorry...naan phone vekurem...
Mul: haaan pannu...apo dhane naan unnala innum confusion la loosaven...
Romba sandosham...
Kat: enna aachu mulla...ennala enna confusion.
Mul: onnum illa vidu..
Kat: illa ennala nu solra.....adhan enna nu solu..
Mul: venam kathir....veena ennala neengalum confuse aagavenaam...
Kat: apdi ennala confusion na adhu enna nu enaku therinje aganum..
He said in a stern voice for may be first time..
Kat: sollu nu sonen mullai...
......silence prevailed...
Kat: enna Tension aakadha mullai..
Mullai: I love you...
And she hung up the phone..making him freeze to the core...
Tbc....
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