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'Apdi enna dha da antha phonela pathu sirichutu iruka?'

Ashwin jerked and immediately hid his phone, making his younger sister Anu frown,

'Ipo edhuku da maraikra?'

Ashwin caught his chest and glowered at her,

'Pisasu! ipdi dha pisasu mari kaadhukulla vanthu kaththuviya?' he said making her huff,

'Pecha mathama enna pathutu iruntha nu kaami..' she tried to grab the phone, but he transferred it to his other hand,

'Athu ethuku unaku? mathavanga phone ah paka kudadhungra basic manners kuda ilaya unkita?'

Anu smirked hearing him,

'Adhu mathavangalku..aana annanoda phone ah epo venalum pakalam..'

Ashwin frowned at her,

'Ithenna pudhu rule uh?'

'Huh? neenga lam enna mollamarithanam panreenga nu 24*7 monitor pani potu kudukra special power uh!' saying that, she immediately grabbed his mobile making him gasp. Before he reacted, Anu's eyes grew wider, looking at the girl's image in his phone.

'Dei, eppolerndhu da intha vela pakra..kedi?' she looked at him for an answer, making him smile sheepishly,

'Ath..athu..na..av..' Anu stopped him in the middle,

'Ipo type adikama olunga solriya..ila..' looking at the invisible horns on her sister's head, Ashwin gulped and spoke,

'Chidhambaram..Shivarathri annaiku..'

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'Dei macha, erkanave veetla thangachi ngra perla irukra antha kosu inga kutitu vanthutaa nu semma kadupula iruken, ni vera paduthadha da..' Ashwin whined while Pugazh eyed him in disbelief,

'Adha unnala thaniya poga mudiyadhu nu veetla jolly ah iruntha ennayum izhuthutu vanthuta la? apro enna da?' Pugazh whined, and Ashwin pinched his cheeks with a smile,

'Enakaha vara matiya da macha?' 

'Adha vandhutenla? arukkadha mapla..' Ashwin fake glared at Pugazh, but he deliberately ignored it.

It was Shivarathri season and all the Shivan temples celebrated it with the divine art forms of Lord Natarajah, especially Bharathanatyam. Anu was a trained classical dancer and she loved to visit Chithambaram to witness the dance performances of artists from various places from India as well as other countries. "Chithambaram Natyanjali" is always special and divine.

'Aama, Anu enga? nammala inga vitutu ava enga poitaa?'

'Avaloda friendu perform panralamnu sonna, antha ponna paka poirupaa nu nenaikre..' Ashwin said in disinterest while adjusting his folded sleeve of his purple shirt which he paired with a white veshti, looking incredibly handsome.

The announcement began and the crowd assembled in front of the stage within no time. Ashwin was a trained photographer, and he didn't want to kill the time, just by staring at some random performances, so he walked around the temple premises and snapped photos until Pugazh dragged him near the stage, a while ago.

'Aduththu Sivanukkaha Natyaarpanam (dedication) seiya varubavargal, Kalakendra nadana palli kalaignargal..'

Ashwin stood at a corner and captured random things surrounding him, but his ears received the sudden change of a calm music and his eyes automatically fell on the woman who just entered the stage, making him stunned.

She walked in with other dancers, but everyone looked blurred for him except her. The first thing which knocked him out was her eyes. Even though he stood at a distance, her eyes pierced the dense air and dark sky to reach his tender heart, making it flutter.

Her face gleamed not only due to the light, but also her aura which filled the stage with divinity. Her dazzling smile captured his senses which made him smile involuntarily. She stood in the middle and definitely became the center of attraction, with her appearance and performance.

All the women were dressed in green, except her who was dressed in a purple costume with a golden border, fitting her curves perfectly. The stoned temple jewels she wore, shone brighter, challenging her smile. She was of less than average height, but the femininity overflowed highlighting her sultry turns, which definitely made his state worse.

Her eyes travelled in all directions, expressing various emotions, especially when she acted the portion of "Shrinkaram" (shyness), looking at the woman who pretended as Lord Shiva, Ashwin felt butterflies allover himself. Her eyes glazed with passion when she did so, and somewhere in his heart, Ashwin yearned to witness it from the place opposite to her, being her him.

Her each smile quickened his heart, her each brisk turn twisted his senses. On the whole, Ashwin lost himself in the seraphic art and the artist who made it happen. 

He stood there in trance until Pugazh shook him,

'Enachu mapla?'

A smile escaped from his lips, nothing else. Following his gaze, Pugazh realised that Ashwin was not in real world. The performance came to an end, making Ashwin's smile drop and pout. He looked at the curtain yearningly, hoping her to show up, and his eyes brightened when the emcee announced the artists to come up. They were called by their names and were honored on stage for their performance.

'Intha azhagana nadanaththai neriyaazhgai (choreograph) seidhu vazhangiya Selvi. Sivaangi Krishnakumar avargalai anbudan medaiku azhaikkindrom..'

Ashwin smiled more when her name too sounded divine like her. His lips involuntarily uttered her name, but his eyes didn't leave her until she climbed down.

Before Pugazh decided to ask about it, Ashwin dragged him inside the kovil, following the artists who performed.

Sivaangi and the other artists covered themselves with silk shawls and walked inside the praharam. Ashwin followed her as she pulled him like a magnet even without her knowledge. Sivaangi turned back when she sensed a strong gaze on her, and Ashwin immediately hid himself. She frowned and reached the main sannidhi (God's statue) to worship. She closed her eyes and murmured something, and Ashwin admired the way she prayed, with a smile playing on his lips, standing exactly opposite to her.

A friend of Sivaangi, noticed his gaze and murmured in her ear, and she snapped her head at him, making him startle. He almost fainted when her eyes bored into his, and he immediately averted his gaze, not due to nervousness, but due to inability to handle that intensity in her jet-black orbs. He patted his heart with his right hand, hoping to calm himself down. He thought all these feelings were filmy, until he felt it himself.

Pugazh patted Ashwin's shoulder, who kept peeping to spare a look at her retreating figure,

'Edho mudivu panita polaye?'

Ashwin smiled, and a tint of blush peeped through his manly face,

'Na mudikala..(shows the God) ivaru mudichu vachutaru..'

Since that, Ashwin followed her and gathered her whereabouts. He was surprised when he learnt that she too was from Chennai. He regretted how many years he had wasted without meeting her earlier. He was not ready to waste it anymore.

The dance school was owned by her, which was situated near her house. Another day he witnessed her in her casual look, he fell more. The etherealness she carried along with her, smitten him.

Her expressive eyes lined in black, her naturally blushed cheeks, her sharp nose with a small nose stud, her soft lips, and her lengthy black hair which swayed in the air looked breath-taking. The way she tucked her simple cotton saree in her waist, exposing it a little, made him gulp each time, testing his self control.

His eyes and lens captured each frame of her perfectly, and Ashwin heart started melting towards her in all ways.

Ashwin lost his sleep and appetite, completely indulging himself in her. Sivaangi, a seraphic art who presented herself in the form of a divine art, made his heart stumble for the first time in his existence.

His secret admiration continued for the past few months. He was hesitant when he learnt about Sivaangi's orthodox family. From the way Sivaangi obeyed her father, made him skeptical about her reaction if he proposed her.

He decided to find some way to express his feelings until he got caught by Anu.

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'Adapavii!!' Anu covered her mouth while Ashwin smiled sheepishly,

'Unna boring piece nu nenache, hmm..paravala light ah romantic piece uh dha..' Anu mocked, and Ashwin glared at her.

'Ketiya Sivaangi?' Anu raised her voice a little.

Ashwin looked at her confused and jerked when he saw Sivaangi appeared in front of him, who was sitting behind him the whole time in the restaurant.

Ashwin gaped his mouth in shock, while Anu shook him,

'Evlo nalaiku dha "maraindhirundhu parkum marmamenna" nu paaditu irupa? konjamachum "ellam marandhu un pinne varuven" stage ku vaa da..'

Sivaangi chuckled and looked at Ashwin who was still not out of shock. He immediately adjusted himself and looked at Sivaangi, who smiled at him. He smiled in nervousness, while Anu spoke,

'Iva dha enoda friend uh..annaiku iva performance ah pakradhuku dha ponom..'

'Enadhey?' Ashwin was shocked to learn the new information.

'Na ithu varaikum pathadhe ilaye?' his cashew nut moolai blabbered the words, forgetting that Sivaangi was here. She visibly chuckled while Anu eyed Ashwin teasingly,

'Elarayum unkita solitu dha kutitu varanuma ena? (smirks) adhoda konjam sir ah alaya vidalame nu dha..' Anu dragged while Ashwin glowered at her.

Before he spoke, Anu waved a bye and escaped,

'Ini enaku inga vela ila..neengalachu unga kannamoochi game aachu..'

Ashwin and Sivaangi took opposite each other. Silence prevailed but Ashwin's eyes admired her as usual. This time, it was not a secret. Sivaangi tried to hide her blush, but miserably failed, making him chuckle and avert his gaze.

'Adhu...' he dragged,

'Anu sonna, aana athuku munadiye enaku theriyum..'

Her words shocked him. Sivaangi continued looking at him,

'Therinjukama irukra alavuku na veguli ila..' she chuckled and he smiled back.

She suddenly looked at him like questioning. She wanted to ask it for a long time now,

'Adhu..yen ungalku..' before she completed, Ashwin spoke,

'Yen nu therila, aana pudichiruku Sivaangi..'

Sivaangi's heart skipped a beat when her name sounded attractive in his voice. She felt a knot in her stomach when his hoarse voice created a havoc inside.

She openly blushed and bit her lower lip before averting her gaze, pushing a chunk of hair behind her ear, exposing her jumkas, giving a clear view of it to him. Ashwin's eyes fell on her bitten lips before they ascended back to look at her eyes, when she spoke,

'Kalai (Art) na romba pudikuma?' her untimely question made him confused.

He thought for a while before he spoke,

'Pudikum..kalaiyum pudikum, atha modha modhala en manasuku kondu vanthu serthavangalayum pudikum..' he smiled and she chuckled.

'Elathukum mela enaku veronnu pudichiruku..'

Ashwin frowned at her, but it changed into a happiness filled with blush, when she looked into his brown orbs and confessed,

'Intha Ragasiya Rasigana..' 

(Secret admirer)

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How was it makkale? Pudichirundhucha?

See you all in the next!

With Love,

Aathvi