Payal - Priceless Gift

6 am - A December morning.

She was trying to hide her face to the mirror. A pair of arched eyebrows looked down proudly on those elegant eyelashes.Those ears along with the nose framed a picture perfect face.Sprinkle of freckles here and there over her face made it so attractive.A set of dazzling white teeth shined as she blew gently on her purple fingernails. It was a pleasure to see her free flowing black brown streaked hair. Her enticing, eyes gazed at me over her provocative lips - Payal the priceless gift of the gods.

Payal had that confidence within that no man can resist her beauty , and was hoping to see him today.
He boards the same metro, not all days but she does not miss seeing him at-least 4 days in a week

Stepped out , she saw it was drizzling ,sky was tar-black and the large clouds were moving towards her. she heard a tapping on the window and then it became a pitter-patter. People ran for cover outside and umbrellas were opened as the clouds started to pour down water. Puddles began emerging as the rainfall became heavier. The roofs of the cars danced with spray.Unwrapped her purple umbrella and started to walk on those puddles , the ones she missed felt affronted of their very existence.

8:46 am Majestic Metro Station

She was waiting, not for the metro but for him, every man passed by did not hesitate to have glance at her.Peach colored salwar made it more attractive with her natural skin tone, her eyes was hunting for him, it apparently started to believe its him looking at everyone, but mind clearly rejected the request.

She boarded the 8:55 train.He was running parallel to the train , boarded it in style , but today he was with some-her.He held that some-her inside holding the waist with his strong muscular fore-arm.That sight broke Payal's heart into pieces , she wanted to cry , wanted to jump out of the moving machine

She saw the scene,he was saying sorry to some-her , but she was acting so weird.That some-her sounded angry and upset.He then smiled at the some-her and handed a brown bag.The train was nearing the next station and was approaching to halt ,some-her grabbed the brown bag and threw it across the coach and off the train she walked away.

Payal saw he was hurt, so much hurt.She wanted to hug him right there and make him feel better.
He looked at everyone in the coach with a shade of embarrasment and then looked at "Payal", the first time he smiled at her and boarded off the train.

Few weeks later

Payal was on the same metro,  he boarded the train, yes after weeks.
Sudden happiness bloomed all over her face , endorphins everywhere.She dint want to wait anymore she went and introduced herself to him
He said - "Yes i have seen you often in this local, glad to meet you" he sounded sulky.

From then on she met him often in the metro and they became friends, he then shared his story about some-her.And said how much he wasted his time with some-her, never knowing that its not love that he had on some-her.Payal felt happy hearing that, so happy.

Payal decided to tell him about her feelings,  asked for dinner.

8 PM  Grand Palace Restaurant

He was waiting, it was 15 mins past the time that they both had agreed.
Payal dint turn up
His phone buzzed - "Hello Payal. Not able to make it?"
Payal - "Sorry for the wait.I indeed came an hour earlier and waiting outside.A little nervous as i planned and wanted to tell you something very important"
He said with a slight confused voice - "Oh ok please come in , we will talk"

Couple of mins later

Payal walked towards him
She flicked her hair and walked elegant carrying the beautiful reddish green saree,exposing some of her pure white skin.The curves of her hips feast to everyones eyes,the sound of her bangles music to everyone ears.The dark black kajal on her big dark eyes.Payal indeed is priceless gift of the gods

He looked at her , he was surprised , cannot believe of what he is seeing,walked towards her, assisted and accompanied her to the dinner table

They sat quiet.He looked at her and the saree.
She was all set and getting ready to tell him her wish.She breathed heavily.
He was still looking at the saree,surprised, his eyes and stare made her week did not allow to utter a word out of her mouth.

Silence.

He with some tears wetting his eyes,smiled and said - "Payal , i want to marry you and make you my life"

Years later

"Payal its getting late, its been more than 2 hrs you are dressing up"
It was their 3rd wedding anniversary, Payal came out all dressed up.
He froze , yes its the Reddish Green Saree ,

• the one that put him on the happiest boat of his life journey.
• the one that some-her wanted to trash
• the one that got him the priceless gift of the gods Payal

who you deserve and who deserves you will find their way together.

PS : Conjured using my new little cute special Mac Air 

Happy May Day

An attempt to try out something similar

http://lateralplane.blogspot.com/2006/04/rain.html
http://lateralplane.blogspot.com/2012/03/rain-again.html


“Ladies and gentlemen, the Captain has turned on the Fasten Seat Belt sign. If you haven’t already done so, please stow your carry-on luggage underneath the seat in front of you or in an overhead bin. Please take your seat and fasten your seat belt. And also make sure your seat back and folding trays are in their full upright position.

...was the announcement inside Virigin American flight heading to Honolulu International Airport  

He was not able to focus, that aroma of her.She sat next to him,collected some, most or all of the hair on the head and pulled away from the face, gathered and secured at the back of the head with a hair tie.And slighly shaking her head threw a smile at him.He felt already landing at the honolulu see breeze.

“Flight attendants, prepare for take-off please.”
“Cabin crew, please take your seats for take-off.”

The giant machine was off the ground, free and energetic,sailing in the air like a beauty heading to the most beautiful places in the world.

He asked "Is it you first time flying to Honolulu"
She nodded and he slowly tried to move close to get more of her fragrance.

Tower: "Virgin 51, cleared for takeoff, contact Departure on 124.7. Did you copy that report from Eastern?"

Pilot 2: "First officer here,Virgin  51 , cleared for takeoff, roger; and yes, we copied Eastern and we've already notified our caterers."

Her lips were so inviting with the transparent gloss on,her voice mesmerizing,those set of awesome,dazzling, angel kind of white milky teeth shined as she blew gently on her red fingernails.His mind involuntarily started to mix in successions images,ideas and sensations, and presented a scene where he started to kiss her , a deep passionate one.

Suddenly she looked at him as the aircraft entered in to insane turbulance.

Pilot 1 : “Flight attendants/Cabin crew, please be seated.”

Pilot 2 : "We've lost the, the, the speeds, then?"

I looked at her

Pilot 2 : "Okay, now , I'm descending.What to do"

The Airbus started to descend dangerously at a high rate.
"Stall" alarm started to blare thought the cockpit.

Will this be his last few minutes alive.He decided to make it best.Pulled my seat belt off.
Looked at her and with no further thoughts/hesitation started to kiss her.She resisted him.

Airplane lost its airspeed data, it discognnected the autopilot,

She then reacted and started to kiss him.Moved gently and sat over his lap,kissing him hard this time.

The plane with its engines at full power, the nose pitched upward, it moves horizontally for sometime and then begins to sink back towards the ocean.

Both helped relieving off their clothes and he was totally in her.She started to kiss him rough as the plane was descending happily.

As they near 1500 feet, the aircraft's sensors detect the fast-approaching surface and triggers various  alarms.

She was lost in him and he held her tight as she moved up and down.

That nth moment when both were out of the world,the aircraft plunged into the ocean and within few seconds came back up floating and slowly came to a halt.

Some Passengers were howling "Yay we are safe !!!!".

Back in the cockpit they could hear the howling,both looked outside and then into each others eyes ,smiled.

Pilot 1 : " This is Captain Rahul.It was a real pleasure flying,...ahem...falling with you"
Pilot 2 : " I am Shivani,first officer ..same here :)...best experience i had ever"

Puddles - the little puppy

3:30 PM drizziling day.

School bus was slowly sailing through the wet street ,little Lily a 2nd grader peeped out the window.
The sky was tar-black and the large clouds appeared as if they were moving towards her. She heard a tapping on the window and then it became a pitter-patter. People ran for cover outside and umbrellas were opened as the clouds spat out their beads of water. Puddles began plinking as the rainfall became heavier. The roofs of the bus danced with spray and one could hear the murmuring of the rain through the window.

Bus pulled up at the stop and Lily got out opening her umbrella embellished with Little Pony characters.
The foot-path was wet and reflective does the beautiful job of reflecting everything shown at it,Lily was happily dancing and singing as she stepped on the puddles.Some puddles that she missed felt affronted of their short existence.
She was trying to hop across a little large puddle when she heard a strange and cute crying.She could hear that someone needs some help.But the cry was so cute as stepped across the footpath in to that little bush group.And what she saw was nothing but irresistible cuteness.A tiny fur-ball shivering in the cold.
"Ohhhh..cute" mumbled to herself little Lily.It felt super silky as she picked the cuteness.
It was shivering a little with the low temp outside.Lily pulled her hat out and swaddled it around the puppy.And started to run home.

"Lily, Daddy may not like this idea" skeptical was mom
"Mommy,i can make him understand.She is so cute i want to keep her.My little Puddles,thats what i named her.Is it super cool" she moved into cloud 9.

Lily was waiting for her Dad to get home and meanwhile she cleaned-up Puddles,made a dog house using few card boards and blankets.
She ran towards the garage door as she heard her Dad's car.Both hugged and Lily narrated the whole incident with full excitement and he looked upstairs at the setup that she made.

Silence.

And rightway Dad asked  "Lily,so where did you say you found this pup ?".
"Near at the bus stop" muttered Lily
"Hmm ok" he paused and said " honey listen,this pup may belong to someone else,and no wonder they will be searching for it as we speak.We being good hearted people, should leave a note near the mail box for anyone to claim this"

Sadness covered little Lilys face.

Dad added "Its ok honey,may be next summer we will get our own pup"
"No i want Puddles and only her,the same exact one..no.." whined Lily
"Lily will you lower your voice now" bawled mom

Later a deal was agreed with Lily, if no one turns up in a month then we can keep Puddles ourselves and the note can be removed.
Dad and Lily took a picture of Puddles and pasted the note near the Mail box.

Days passed and no one claimed Puddles,Lily became so close to the puppy.And Puddles is now like her little sister and part of the family.

But everyday when Lily gets back from school, she will be super eager to find out if anyone approached to claim the dog.And every telephone ring or door bell she will run and wait to see/hear that its not the owner.

She was all-time worried if someone will seize away her sweet possession.

It was 2 months since they removed the note but Lily never settled within herself of the fear that someone will claim Puddles.

That one day.Lily was doing her Math work and someone was at the door ringing the bell.Before even Lily could run to the door, dad opened up the door and it was a middle aged lady.
"Hi" said dad.
"Hi, i am from Lake Park community and was told by my neighbour that she saw note about my missing puppy and gave me your address" explained the lady

She ran upstairs and buried herself in her bed/blanket started to cry.

Dad and the Lady came up, she saw Puddles sleeping happily in the beautiful dog house decorated all over with pink base materials and the little house presented her a christmas tree effect.

"Wow.So cute" said the Lady
"Lily can you please come out" pleaded Dad.Lily walked out of her room with face down
"So you are Lily " pleasingly asked the Lady
She nodded with out lifting her face up
"You love Puddles ? what is that you play with her daily " asked the Lady
It was like switching on a hi-lumens light ,Lily's face glowed and she started to describe the fun she was having with Puddle day and night, hearing to it was like melting ourselves to beautiful fairytale told under a cool moonlight.

Dad and Mom smiled to each other as Lily went on non-stop describing her cute pretend plays with Puddles.

The Lady took Puddles from the dog-house,it right-away jumped out of her hands and twirled around Lily's legs.
"Huh ? " exclaimed the Lady.
and she added "Lily.You know what, i am going to let you keep the little one,forever for you to keep"
The very next moment, Lily jumped out of joy and ran towards the Lady and hugged her tight.

Mom have never seen Lily to be so much expressive before, even with close friends and relative, and couldn't control her tears looking at the scene.

Dad, Mom and Lily thanked the Lady as she waved bye.

Later that night cuddling in the bed, Lily and Mom were so happy and smiling to each other,and they slept hearing to soothing music.

Dad smiled looking at them,then took his phone and started to type...

Dad : Thanks Aparna,it was indeed a great help,Lily will be in peace now.
Aparna: Np.You are welcome.Lily was so cute and she loves Puddles more than anyone in this     world.Hoping and wishing the real owner never turns up.
Dad :Ya. And i am also a strong believer that every 'True love' stories will for sure have happy endings
Aparna: smileface thumbsup

Zack the Zebra

No animal has a more distinctive coat than the zebra. Each animal's stripes are as unique as fingerprints—no two are exactly alike—although each of the three species has its own general pattern.

Once upon a time, in a deep deep tropical jungle, it was so deep that one get to hear just tranquility ,just that nothing else.Beautiful stream lazily flowing between green healthy lives.
All tropical rain forests resemble one another in some ways.

In this amazing setup is where lived a herd of Zebras,happily carelessly and merrily.All they do is eat,drink,run,run,drink,eat,run,run.The Run - fast across the creeks and streams down the hill and into the meadows.And all they do is just follow follow him,the line leader he calls himself Zack.

Zack - he thinks he has the best and unique pattern of those whites and blacks.And he states him to be the best stallion.Leading the herd,he feels so proud about that.After every meal,he starts kicking his left foot,keeping abreast and shaking his head that's when he signals that the run is all set.And the pack duly and dutifully blindingly follow Zack.

All is Well until....

One foggy dewy morning after a heart filled breakfast the herd started to run..a beautiful herd run speeding up aligning with the sunrise horizon.Zack was too excited and picked up the speed,the group was so excited when the chill wind bracing their body.The run got little overwhelming and that's when Zack stepped on it, his front left foot on the that wet slippery limestone rock ,a moment that changed his short life completely.

He wasn't able to walk or move,sat down there lame and dull.The herd surrounded him, filled with sadness.And soon the dusk dropped over the tropical land.

Zack sat there quiet, now he was able to limp around, but running seemed to be close to impossible.His immediate thoughts "who will lead the run,how will the herd have fun.Now is this called the end to all fun" and with the pain slowly settling in and with the cool moon breeze his eyes started to sunken in to deep sleep.

Next day he woke up to see a surprise.The herd was running,yes and he cannot believe his own pair of eyes.They were running even faster and he figured out that they found a new leader overnight.

That concluded,there is no one in this world who cannot be replaced all it may take is some time.

Zack spent his days limping around,he hated the very existence of himself every moment.The herd was aligning well with their new line leader and even if Zack gets well he may not be the leader again.

Days passed,and Zack was still grieving about his inability.Everyday he would look at the far away cliff and think of walking there and jump off to kill himself.

One saddest day, Zack decided to end his useless life,and had a look at the herd running one last time.
It was a hot day and the herd was super fast running with cloud of dust and smut backing them.
Zack put down his face, facing the ground started to limp towards the cliff.The sun was soaring up high and he was clear in his decision.

As he slowly lurching in the scorching sun,when he heard sweet soft voice "Uncle" ,
Zack looked back to see Molly,the youngest in the pack,he nodded to ask what.
"Uncle can you tell us how will it feel like running" and Zack looked little far behind Molly and there were all the young ones looking at him.In every zebra's life span these younger one aren't part of the run as they are too young for that.

Yes,no one but for Zack can explain how it is to be running in the herd.Anyone who had that and lost that feeling can only articulate it on how it felt.
Zack sat under a shady tree and the young ones around,he started to tell them different stories about running.

Years Passed and Zack never recovered again to run.

But.

The shady tree was renamed as Zack's Story Heaven.Everyday it was celebration time for the kids gathering there hearing him ,the way he describes the events its impossible for anyone to tune out.Every kid in the meadow grew listening to his stories, dreaming that one day they will be part of the run.

It was evening and sun started to set, setting ablaze the sky,a magnificent view.Zack stood there looking at the heard running along the horizon and he felt proud and this time right and straight from the bottom of his heart and its heartfelt.
Maggie (Molly's little sister) with her little foot steps approached and asked him "Uncle, today's session you did not end it with your awesome sayings for the day"

Zack smiled at her and both looked at the beautiful anxious moon trying to pop up even before the sunset,he looked at Molly and said

"Life may not be the same the very next moment,live to fullest your current moment.
If you do just one thing right,you are needed by someone,its all about ultimately in accepting ourselves as we are." 

Smiled little Maggie and Zack felt proud.

I swear to GOD

5:30 PM

She should be waiting for him at the beach.
"Excuse me sir.." he raised from the meeting as he spoke "i need to leave now.I have an important personal work to attend"
Soon was on road driving to "Pleasant park".

The pleasant park is the back waters from the Chennai Marina beach.
Its a wondeful place for couples mostly to share their pain,believes and the fear,
with the caring wind,
with the gentleness of the waves,
with the appease of the moon light.
They felt the gentle touches,smiles and confidents amongst them which reincarnates.

Parked his motorbike and stepping on the beach sand,he silently.A great evening sun trying to set blazing the sky with its red yellow orangish rays
He went straight to the pink painted view chair.Stood next to it ,had a look at the chair for few seconds.
The same spot where he shared part of everyday happening his everything with Sandhya.

Its already four years since he first met Sandhya.

Sandhya :
She is a typical example of complete womanhood.
Matured.Lovely.
She ensures he always follows the sweet rules that are enforced by her.
Dominant.And channelized every moment of his life.
She is a rare find for him.

He sat there and looked at the moon.It was another full moon day.
Waited there patiently.Closed his eyes for sometime and thought about the first day he met her.
Its at the college cafeteria.Those memories were still fresh and like a frozen frame of pictures back of his mind.
The scene, when he got a coffee turned and dashed agaist her.Spilt the coffee all over his shirt and her Salwar.

He smiled.

And then he remembered the day when he decided to propose his love and wish to her.
He ran behind her and when he slipped down, the card from his hand opened up and every one sitting near at the bus station could hear the musical card-(it was Titanic Theme).And he saw her face turning red.

He laughed to himself.

"Hey look at the mad fella,he is back again today" said one of the park care-taker and the other one near him said "Hey don't you know his sad story..he lost his girl friend in a road accident" paused while they looked at him and further said ".. like six months back.From then he used to come here alone every weekend and sit in that chair where they used to spend time"

Six months back,when he heard the news that Sandya did not survive the deadly accident, he fainted and went into a state of prolonged unconsciousness.
After a month when he was back to normal state, he never asked about Sandhya to anyone neither anyone discussed about her or the incident to him.
His mind lost its ability to accept that she is dead. The deep burned memories about her made him to relive and hallucinate.

He still believed that she lives within him.He felt her within himself.Her soul,her fragrance is dissolved in his stream and she is part of him.
Her love on him won over the fate and lived even after death.

The same day ,same time last year she said...
"With the moon and the beach as witnesses here..I swear to god that i will never ever leave you alone in this world dear............Never."

A Spectrum of Divineness (ASD)

There is a theory that holds that certain patterns of brain circuitry cause autistic symptoms.But this type of syndrome has been associated with enhanced memory and also with amplified fear and sensory overstimulation. The former is usually a good thing; the latter what is urging us to call it 'disability'.To deal with their heightened senses and memory,which so called normal beings lack,they exhibit few dysfunctional acts like social withdrawal and repetitive behaviors.

Read on ....

"Well,we do not have a finite answer for this,but most cases of autism, however, appear to be caused by a combination of autism risk genes and environmental factors influencing early brain development" explained yet another time doctor Brad.

Kavitha sat there quiet,little Shiv was looking at a painting in the wall,he was constantly doing that since they came in to the consulting room.
Brad continued "As said in our last visit i have written a referral for therapies to start next month,that should really help Shiv"

"Thanks much Doctor.Will he at least speak few words as he grows" asked Kavitha
"I cannot be sure on that but will have to wait it out on that." said doctor and paused
he further added "And as i say always you have to be strong and believe that Shiv is not disabled of any kind"

Shiv is 6 years old,he was born normally and was an active child until 3 years of life,later when parents noticed that he never attempted to speak and lacked severely in interaction,that's when they started seeing doctor Brad.

Kavitha walked out of the clinic to the parking lot and opened the car door,shiv was looking up the sky.It was mid-day and sun was placed exactly perpendicular,sky looked like a big blue throw spread over, absolutely with no stains of cloud.She looked at her mobile and it was already 12:30 and she needs to be at home in 30 minutes for the chess instructor will be there waiting for Shiv.
"Shiv lets go,its getting late honey" she said,he did not respond and busy gazing the sky,she pulled his elbow and in seconds tucked him to the car seat.

She was driving on a single lane freeway and was speeding crazy.And had to maneuver madly to pass those slow ones often.While her body was driving the vehicle, her sub subconscious part was all concerned about Dr.Brad's advise on therapy, and that's when the miracle happened.

"Do not Pass" was the words from his mouth.

She immediately pulled over.Stepped out ran opened the back door.She kissed and hugged him, said
"Kutty,what did you say,please mom did not hear it properly honey,can you please say it again,please da one more time,can you".
Shiv was smiling but did not speak a word.She pleaded and cried but no answer.

10 years later.

Applause around the auditorium as Aiden received the trophy for Champions Title at the State level Chess championship for Teens,when handed over the microphone he said "Its a proud moment and I thank God the almighty" 
and then they announced "We welcome Shiv for winning the Challenger Tittle in the Championship".
Kavitha helped accompanied Shiv to the stage,they gave the trophy to Shiv but he did not react much to receive that and was looking at stage lights above.
"Please,i can have that" said kavitha and added "thanks for all your support.I am so happy for Shiv" she said.And suddenly Shiv pulled the microphone from her and held it close to his mouth and looked above the lights.

Silence.

and everyone could hear him breathing heavily for sometime and saying "you never passed other car,thanks" and handed over the microphone back to her,his attempt to socialize second time in life.
Kavitha's eyes welled with tears as her lips forming a smile,she cried the tears of happiness.

those special autistic moments are beyond science and diagnosis,those beautiful minds are different but not less than any other gods gift

PS:Composed this while listening to Naan Nee-Madras

life,luck and local

Mumbai Suburban railway one of the busiest rapid transit system in the entire world displacing 8 million souls on a daily basis.And its fast and overcrowded everywhere,no time to stand and breath ,when large numbers of people face similar problems together, on a daily basis, it develops an unknown psychological bond between members of that category, thereby bringing the group closer together, making it stronger,even if the members of the group are strangers.

Queuing up along a station platform every morning, keenly watching your train pull in, you start performing step wise routine actions:

-knowing the trains speed, timing your jump, leaping yourself in,
-after grabbing hold of something be it the rusted iron aromatic pole or door handle,at times its someone else's arm too
-important step ,stealthily looking around for a seat,window one would be a jackpot and diving into the best one before anyone else does.
-lastly a sense of achievement and then feeling good about yourself.

Read on for a sampled moment....

It was 10:04 AM to be exact and DL 13 slow speed local was pulling in to Kurla Station.
Enormous machine she was, parking in style at the station.The scene of crowd exchange - people getting out and getting in a transition crossfading.

Arief slurped his coffee quickly and yelled "Ajay come on, faster dude,cannot miss this one".
Crowd exchange was rapid and within moments the station looked empty and train was fully packed.
Gigantic machine she was and hurriedly sounded her big horn - a pleasing music for the commuters inside the train,but a painful panic alarm for the last minute chasers.

Slowly she pushed off the platform,Arief and Ajay started to jog maintaining a relative velocity with that of the train to make the boarding seamless

Arief looked back running,he was surprised to see a old woman keeping up with the pace behind him.She will never make it he knows.Our friends boarded the coach holding the pole.Arief looked out from inside and shouted at the woman with his full voice
"Hey lady,stop, you will never make it,there is one in 10 mins"  but she never cared to listen and was determined to board.
Ajay peeped out shockingly and inside the coach everyone was busy with their own business,most of them reading the Mumbai daily ,few shopping for eatables/clothes ,eating peanuts and chatting.

She was assertively running and Arief figured out that the platform will run-out in few seconds and the lady started to stutter on her legs.She will fall otherwise, so in a reflexive act he extended his right hand and held her.With in seconds she was holding on to Arief's hand and her foot off the ground as the platform vanished away.

He was holding his other-hand to the pole but he couldn't bear her weight.Ajay in no time held Arief's left-hand and embraced his body trying to pull him inside along with her.In the arrangement Ajay saw Arief's eyes and it hopelessly said 'i may have to let her go'. and Ajay nodded conveying an emotional 'no' same time his eyes quickly filling up with tears out of fear.

In this very few seconds of their eye contact and before they could decide any further, a man held Ajay by his hand from inside the coach and when Ajay looked back a strong human chain was already formed.People pulled each other and the miraculous chain reaction made Arief to absorb the woman inside,safe and sound.

As soon as the passengers thought she was fine everyone went back to their own business as if nothing had happened, no one spoke a single word related to the incident.The woman thankfully looked at Arief/Ajay and vanished inside the coach.

The local was speeding ,our friends traveling in foot-board, smiled at each other, stream of running air grazing their face and their hands moving their hair off the forehead in style.

luck and mumbai local are similar,if one is gone there is sure another one coming soon but Life is not same.

Thanks Machi

Thanks is a common expression of gratitude.

Also a tricky word that usage of it in a way measure your closeness in the relationship.

Below is a sampled moment around this between two thick friends.

8:30 AM

"You don't worry machi,will meet you 5 pm in your room.Ok.By then i will have it ready" assured Dinesh over the phone.
"Dai how will you arrange it " exclaimed Raj
"Free ya vidu.Dont ask me for more details.All i want you to do is relax and get some sleep." commanded Dinesh
"Seri" raj paused, and added "and again i am telling one more time drive carefully machi,without helmet.Why don't your "paappu" care about it.Will she ever react to you about it" said Raj sarcastically and continued
"And this time i have set a remainder in my phone so that you wont forget to take it when you leave" said Raj and they hung up the phone.

It was more than a week that Raj was upset to make arrangement to pay college tuition fee for his brother.He knew there is no one else who can help him other than Dinesh.But he also knew that he does not have that kind of money.

Raj and Dinesh know each other for more than 15 years now.They went to same school now working for a small wage in private owned factories.They live 50 miles apart and used to meet every weekend and for the most part that they enjoy talking about is their best childhood days.And Dinesh latest acquaintance is his new Girl friend.He fondly named it "paappu".He just enjoys taking her around the city and he loves her deep from his heart.Raj many times felt really bad and get possessive over his friend spending time with his Girl,the feeling that he makes her feel more important than him.Both are finding it hard to handle the new addition between them.

5:15 PM
Door knock and Raj unfolded himself from the deep evening sleep.He know its Dinesh and opened the door.
"Dai.Looks like you rested well.Good" handed him a envelope as he spoke ."Send it to bro first time tomorrow when you get to work"
"Dai.How did you get this and.." before Raj could add further and was abruptly interrupted by Dinesh 
"Dai don't ask all those.I have got something else too" said he, and opened the beer cans.
Both had good time talking to each other and Dinesh this time never spoke a word about his "Paappu".

8:30 PM
"Ok da,i have to leave and get ready for this week.Next weekend we will meet" said Dinesh
"Dai wait lets go for dinner.." said Raj
"No machi,not today" said Dinesh as he was arranging his shoes.
Raj mobile beeped - "Helmet Remind" was the message,he went and got the helmet and proudly said "here you go."
Dinesh look at it and paused.
and said "Dai i don't need this anymore"
and after few seconds started to open the door to head out.
Raj called him "Dai" paused for few seconds  and said "Thanks machi " and hugged him.It was in the course of the hug using the arrangement that he doesn't need to see his eyes, he said "Say hi to your paappu".But Dinish knows he cannot anymore.

lost 'Kiss'

I decided today is the day,i will tell her ,else i will die with lack of sleep and food.
Got out of the bed.Spent additional 30 mins in the bathroom.Dressed up in my favorite(lucky) blue shirt with thin silver stripes.Checked with my closet mirror,it said "you look handsome,Hareesh"

Mom had breakfast on the table.Ignored her and the food.Rushed and kick started my Bajaj Pulsar.
Hooked up the ear phone and browsed my iTunes and played "Hosaana - VinnaiThandi Varuvaya"

Off to work.

Workplace was void of people.Grave silence.Am i so early ?,checked my watch.
Oh my Gracious Lord  its only 8:30.I have never seen my workplace at this time.
Opened up my emails and a stinking one popped up right at my face.
It read"Appraisal Last remainder".Oh boy its appraisal day.I can't write anything,she is filled with in me,her thoughts.If allowed i will write up a beautiful appraisal about her,describing her awesome lovely figure.

She is the most beautiful one i have ever seen.Goddess.

After a very long time checked my watch again it showed 8:55.Thats the most exasperating 20 minutes in my life.Why on earth all the time keeping machine are running slow today.I went to the cafe and grabbed a hot cup of coffee.People started checking in.But not she.

"Dai Hareesh. Good morning".I heard Arun.
"Hi da" i said
"Machaa.I need some help" said arun
"Enna da" i shouted at him
"Can you help me with my appraisal" he replied
I controlled myself so hard and denied to approve my mind,soul and body which decided to 'pour the hot coffee over his ear.'

Ashok came in.He was all tired.
"Enna machi.You coming from gym" asked arun
"Dai adivanguva da" ashok yelled at him
"Machi..ennna achii" arun asked in (Vadivelu) accent.
"Had a running-race with Office bus today da machi" vented out ashok
"Not again" laughed out loud arun
"Dai Hareesh.Why are you looking so tensed.Dont worry Macha we can do appraisal together"
"Dai only thing that i hate most in life is this appraisal da" i replied in a unpleasant tone.

"Ok Arun lets call our onshore chipmunks" and they left the scene

It was 9:40 am.Got deep in to my crappy code that i have been working for a while.
Thats when, I felt the aroma.No need to validate its Divya,i looked over my bay.
Oh-my-god.She was dressed in my favorite one from her collections.The yellow salwar and the hair unleashed,thinnest gold chain encircling her beautiful neck.
Light glossy lipstick,often lipstick on women is considered to be distraction of her whole beauty,but my dear darling divya is an exception to it.She wearing the lipstick and with very limited smile for it puts me out of my normal being.Choosing a color for lips can reveal a women's personality,lipstick is bit like numerology or astrology.Divya was wearing a glossy semi naked one matching the natural color, i conclude she wanted others to consider her as a reserved personality but in real she isn't.

She smiled at people as she walked wishing them all.She walked looking at me and said "Good morning Hareesh",as my heart was rapidly trying to change its place.I was surrounded by musicians playing and singing "Engiruthu vanthayo ni..Adiye Adiye..enna enga ni kooti pora"

I keep asking these questions in the way she verbalizes my name
 -Did she invent it
 -Did my parents consulted her before naming me.

She pulled her chair and switched on her desktop located diagonal to mine.She started to twirl the gold chain slipping/sliding between her lips while the other hand fondling on keyboard.The best part is, at irregular intervals moving her hair that is so adamant of fall on her forehead.I could easily spend a decade watching that scene.

I decided.I will tell her right now.Stood up and went straight to her desk

"Haiyyee Hareesh" she seductively said.It was provocative.Yes she did say that in a seductive voice and anyone looking at her lips that just produced that sound (that may be a wrong statement for medical science student) have no option other than kissing them.
I tried to speak ,my vocal folds worked hard but still there was no sound.(veerum kathuthanga vandhuchu)
"Hey what are you staring at" said she
"Haan..Nothing..shall we dial in to the meeting" stammered me.
"Yeah i am waiting Hareesh" said she adjusting her dupatta.

We went into a conference room dialed in and handed over to Divya. She was explaining our project design to a group on the phone.I watched her lips,watched again.I was deeply lost to see that its alluringly moving in all co-ordinates and i really was not hearing what she saying to our onsite pals.

It was heavenly those lips.

Suddenly she stopped and asked "Haressh do you agree with that" and looked at me.
Her eyes spattered innocence mixed with lust and passion. Oh my god those lips.
At that moment I lost it ,the inner sense of control,i am no more civilized and not a gentleman anymore,my body moved close to her and with no further thoughts i kissed her deep , the lightening moment lasted for 20 seconds i would say 18 to be exact.

Silence.

"Hello Hareesh/Divya you guys there" speaker phone was shouting.She looked at me. I was frightened and shaking.She stood up and left the conference room.

minute after at the coffee shop.
"Macha,epdra,how can you..how this is possible" exclaimed ashok.
"This is case of sexual harassment and if she complains to HR you will be fired and you wont be able to find job anywhere " added arun.I was quiet and infact felt very uncomfortable.

Next Day.

I waited at my desk scared and anxious.This may be my last day as a fish in the Corporate pond.
Divya walked towards her desk.Myself,Arun and Ashok turned around to look at our monitors pretending to be engrossed in work.She came close and said "Good Morning Ashok Arun" and paused added "Good Morning Hareesh" and went to her desk.

"Machan en da oru reactionume ille..ennatha da kiss panna ni..ithella oru kissaa" muttered ashok.Arun giggled.One change i noticed that she did not have that provocative lipstick today.

Even though that gave me some kind of peace i was wondering what going on with-in her now.What happened to My first kiss,did it not create any impact on her,was it lost.
Divya sat on her chair looking at the monitor.

Years passed....

Divya came to work and sat on her chair looked at the monitor, as it was powering up she saw her face in it,and her lips.She smiled to herself and typed a message in her phone
"Hareesh reached work.I love you,have a great day" pressed send
"Hey honey,Great,was wondering how everyday you send this note at the same time :) " was the reply

Women will always continue to remember the first kiss even after men forget the last.

Sacred Steps - Again

She prayed.True from her heart and for her family.
She believed and was into her 50 th step.

She and her better-half living in an alien world of -15 deg C working hard to earn a better living for their kids in the Land of Dreams
All was well until their visa situations drastically changed and they were almost bound to get out of the country.

"You should have planned it well.Such things would have never happened if you decided to come back to your home country long back.Now you are spoiling your kids education,you invested a lot in overseas, now you will have to lose major portion of your hard earned savings" was the prevailing talks by the so called normal living beings.She lended her ears but with patience.

She completed her 100 th step.

She cried alone.Her relatives living abroad wanted her to regret for her mistakes, settle everything and come back.She was calm and denied them.

"am trying hard da.You remain cool please dear" he said
"i know abt you da.We will succeed for sure i am there for you" she replied.They consoled each other.
And she concealed all the pressure and pain she was weathering.She never wanted him to get perturbed. She never cried to him and lived with.She knows the pain that he is undergoing,the pain of getting things straight.The only goal for him to be with his little lovable family,fair enough.
She directed,supported,calmed and soothed him.

She was into her 150 th step.

He worked hard to find alternatives and tried by all means to get his Visa and residentship status worked out.But the pain and pressure that She was put into was atleast a million times more than his.

Life alway's give you two options,let go off you willpower or let go off your goals.She is determined she knows what to hold on to - her strong hope and belief.

She was into her 200 th step.

Every step she made was sacred.She believed that "Anjanayer" (Hindu god) exists and will help her for sure.And completed her 250th step around the Idol for that day.

For some it sounded as a "Stupid belief".
She refrained from them and continued her "Sacred belief".

PS:Inspired from one of my close friend's true life.Her true prayers were really answered and she/family are happily living the way they wanted it to be

Santa is real.

Christmas eve and light drizzle...

Music was booming in my car and i was blazing on the left most lane.
Its 5 PM and i have to reach before the store close at 6 PM.

Rear view and side mirrors begin to glow together "Reddish orange bluish red".
Its natural for lights in the season but not on the freeway :(.
Looked back, a state Sheriff was behind me and i pulled over immediately.

In the idea of venting out my anger, as seen in movies, i started to bang my steering wheel and accidentally ended up pressing the honk.Ok now its clear that I am in a deep s***t.

Sheriff knocked my window as i lowered it
"Good evening sir" greeted Sheriff
"Hello Sir Mr Sheriff" said me
"Sir.Is there any reason that you were honking.Were you calling for any help ?" questioned Sheriff
"No Sir.It was by mistake.Sorry Sir Mr Sheriff" apologized me.
"Can you please handover your license and Insurance" requested Sheriff.And i followed the instruction as a nice good school boy listening to his angry literature teacher.

"Sir Do you know why i pulled you over" asked Sheriff
"Yes Sir Sheriff.I was speeding" said me
"Do you know how much over the limit you were speeding" asked him
"5 or may be 10 Sire"
"My instrument recorded that you were 15 miles above the limit and the penalty for that will be close to 200 $" clarified the Officer
"I really apologize for that Sir"

 Pause.

"Merry Christmas to you Sir" said me
"Merry Christmas to you too.May i ask you the reason for Speeding" asked Sheriff
"Sir I am rushing to the Toys Store as they close in an hour Sir" answered me
"Are you rushing to buy a gift" asked him.
"Yes Sir Mr Sheriff.Today early morning in the bed i heard my little one sleep talking and wishing for Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer toy to Santa.So i have to buy it tonight Sir, don't want to disappoint the little one and think that Santa is not real"
Smiled the Sheriff and said "Ok i need check few things and will be back" said he and went back to his vehicle

10 mins later

"Sir.Here is your Drivers License and Insurance" handed over The Officer
"Thank you Sir" smiled me
"How old is your little one" asked Sheriff
"5 Sir" said me smiling.
"I don't want to hold you anymore Sir, as the Toy store will close in 30 mins.And please remember to tell your little one that you got a gift worth of 200 $ from Christmas Santa dressed as a cop." Officer paused and smiled."Please treat this as a warning and drive safe"
I smiled and said "Thank you so much Sir, i will i make sure stay within the limits"

"Merry Christmas and tell your little one that Santa is for real" said the Officer as he waved me good-bye

Yes i cannot disagree that anymore.

A love 'unsaid' is told.

Tokyo 5:00 PM
Ramesh muttered in his mobile phone
""Hi Pavi da..I'll be late to home dear..i..i..i have a auditor visit today at office..you have your dinner and plsdon't wait for me..". 

That's a lie.

After 5 mins he took his car out of the parking and hit the freeway and headed towards Kokyo Gaien Park.It was slightly drizzling outside and droplets frightened away of the windshield and his in car audio system melodized with a 2012 latest number.

Yet his thoughts took him a decade back of his fantasies about Pragathi
It was in his 12th class..she asked
"will you be my best friend ever Ramesh..will you promise to be" his lips uttered "yes",but he felt as though he of the ground and floating.

Every moment then on of his teen life was satiated with her.An awe inspiration that made him set definite goals and work towards achieving them.An attraction for him to attend the school.Even reaching early and staring the class room entrance for her arrival.

He still remembered the smell of her and the feeling that can never be expressed when she is near.Yes.He remembered the special dress that she wore for her birthday that year.And the color - Dark violet and the pink combi.

Ramesh can never deny the fact that his attraction towards Pragathi inspired and drove him to a point where he is now - 'Research Lead' at a renowned automobile firm
in Tokyo.

It was the last day of the school.He know if he missed this day he can never tell his love to Pragathi.

He waited there patiently ,she came near him

"Am worried if we are gonna meet again in life Ramesh" said Pragathi and added
" Lets wish we settle in the same college" Ramesh saw her eyes it was defeating him he couldn't speak a word.

They bid fairwell to each other and left the place.
The school the sacred place that brought in between them an emotion which seemed to be so shallow and transient at that age.

Days ,months and years passed,it was eventful and occupying for Ramesh that made him slowly get over the thoughts of Pragathi.Untill last week after 10 years when he found her on a Social network and to his surprise she was on a official trip to Tokyo.

It was Pragathi's request to Ramesh that she wanted to meet him for an hour.

Kokyo Gaien Park:
He waited patiently in the garden.It was drizzling but not so drenching to sit under a tree bench.He felt kind of dejavu,the same feeling of waiting for her in the school days. She came in a distant Ramesh stood up ,she came near and they gazed each other 1/2 a min.

"How are u" He asked and the next 30 mins was a brief discussion about their current state - families children etc

Slowly the discussion lurched towards their past.

Pragathi said "Ramesh.You were my best friend during those days ,why didn't you ever attempt to connect later" Ramesh remained silent.She said "Enn da you decided to take me out of your life so early."

She had all the answers for questions he had.
She said "I had dreamed of this day that you would come for sure to me with the same feelings.Dont you" 

That moment,Ramesh had few pulses skipped out of his biological system.It took 10 years for him to know that, even Pragathi had the same feelings for him.

"I love you Pragathi" that was an instantaneous a decade delayed) proposal that made her smile ,the coordinates of which is lost in his heart somewhere reconnected.

It was meant to happen like this.Something unsaid earlier had a reason and effect all this time and something unsaid is being told now that had a reason but no effect.
Ramesh was on his way back home,he had never felt so happy and clear.Before he could sense the clarity, he got a call from Pavithra

"Da where are u am still waiting for u..am hungry but don't want to eat without you..come soon"

Rain again and again

Somewhere near the Mediterranean.....

Wiper was swishing.And the sound of it from within the car tempted me for a smoke.
Drifted side line on to the exit of the freeway and slowly bumping along the little puddled instances that had their existence from nowhere.

I got down the car, there was moisture in the air.The smell was instantly reminiscent. The ground was wet, the air cool and crisp like fall. For a moment, I simply stood and breathed in the smell of something other than dirty, dusty air.

It was drizzling.Constant pouring and streamed steadily everywhere.
Lit my cigar and inhaled it ,few micro droplets splashed on my face.Wiped it off that's when i saw her getting out of the car, plain blue saree and a hair held by a band that is almost invisible and a little pony tail came out of it.

Rain doesn't know apart good or bad.It was subduing the show.Dowsed her with in minutes remorselessly.It did not know what an impact that created in to me.She instead of taking cover stood there in the middle feeling the rain from within her.Started to drench more.

I sipped my coffee and one more puff and was watching her.She started to kick the puddles with her lovely feat with the anklet on.Every puddle that she missed felt affronted of their beingness.Dramatic it wa,s as the rain started to intense to make it more worse for me.For the first time I saw how lubricious rain can be when it drenches a woman and when it soaks a woman in saree.

Splashing her forehead and running down her lips at when she tried to get the water in her mouth and sending it out without swallowing, at the same time her eye lids semi-closing to protect her eyes from the water.Every natural instincts in her body that tired to resist the water droplets were losing and the rain was the winner.It brought out her body line and i defined it to be a smooth line containing no straight portions and no sharp angle.

Took out the hair band and freed her hair.A sight time sliced with a rotation around her and the rain drops still in their places.

Opps i dint knew that my cigar fire breached the filter and burnt my finger.I was back to normal when she got back in the car.I rushed to the car and started back on to the freeway.But the thought of the beautiful site kept bothering me and alerted on bringing my virility out of me.

I couldn't see anything except water through the windshield.White smoky it was. Couldn't drive with low visibility and high burning desire within me.Parked it along the road side.

Opened up the moon roof.Let the rain flow in the car.Drenched my lips and held over hers.
Yes she is none other than my wife Aishwarya.

That kiss - A deep passionate one after a very long time between us.
It intensified and assisted.Lightening and thunderous.I relieved her off the blue saree and let the rain and me succeed her completely together.She and the rain succumbed in myself  and soaked me most replete.The hot as it gets the mighty droplets tried to chill it away.

After a crashing 40 min's we were back driving.Drizzling and chilly the air was.
Aishwarya smiled to herself several times.
Silence we maintained and the freeway was deserted with water flowing everywhere.Fiddled my hands to switch on the audio and it randomly picked and played "Pannivizhum Iravu ......." SoundCloud-Pannivizhumiravu

Post Script :
Earlier in 2006 penned down a post called Rain

More or less its been 6 years and wanted to try out a similar one.A checkpoint on my romantic intellects.

Realizing Relationships Virtually....

Day n:

"I never get to do my work.Your thoughts all the time" said he
"☺" She smiled,it was cutely wicked.
"Cannot wait for the D day ☺.What did you eat for breakfast"
"☺" She again smiled.
"Ithukkum smile thana" said he
She typed "Idli ☺"
"Your churithar. Its awesome.You look gorgeous" said he
She blushed
"Say something" said he
"☺" She typed.

Day n+3:

"What did you eat" said she
"Some left overs and my roomie made omelet" said he
"ungalukku enna pudikum.I mean food,cuisine" type she
"I like italian" said he
"Oh appo you dont like indian ☹" exclaimed she

--silence--

"brb" said he
"Hey enna.Whom are you chatting with other than me"

--brief silence--

"Hey i went to chuchu.I am invisible ma no one can chat with me now.Am all yours" said he
was the smiley
"Back to topic.Hey,i will like what ever you make ☺" said he
"Luv you so much ☺,i feel like i got the best life partner beyond what i imagined.
seri i get to go ☹, its getting late for my computer class"

said she"Innnum konjam neram..." said he
"Ok exact 5 mins ☺" said she
"Ok tell me how many kids !!" asked he
"2" blushed she
"No i need more lets add a zero to it.Make it 20" teased he
"Aiyoo...no way..lets make it to 1" said she
"No no no..." said he and it went on for another 1 hr

Day n+10

"My dad was really upset.It never went well your parents really showed their face upon him.Now he is looking for other better Marriage hall in the city" said she
"Seri vidu,they are old people,lets not involve,seri sollain..evalo luv panra.." said he
"Neraya ☺" said she and blushed
"Evalo..tell me exactly..oru 2 kilo" said he
☺ she smiled and said.."Poda !!"
"Seri tell me what are you wearing" asked he inquisitively
"No i wont tell" was the girlish reply her
"Please"
"Adipavi !!.Ok lets do cam this time please.We only did on our first day.Pls pls pls" said he
"No way"
Thejashree signed out was the message in his window

Day n+25

"See da.I really cant ask for more than 3 weeks." said he

"Hey its our wedding!!Its just a onetime event" said she
"Ya.but my job is at stake ma.If i lose this i cannot find another one.My Visa processing everything will get screwed"said he
"Cant you manager understand how important this event is in your life" she vented out
"Hey listen this is America,they are asking what will i do 3 weeks for marriage.And getting a green card is a big process.You wont understand " he explained

--brief silence--

"Yes you think am a dump girl right.Get lost !" she said
"I know.You will say this.My parents preached me to reconsider this..but" as he was typing,when she interrupted "Stop it Rahul.Please why do you bring parents in our conversation.Am really upset"

--Silence and pause----

"This will not work" said she
"Oh ok .Looks like you found somebody else who is better than me" hurriedly type rahul
"Get lost rahul" said she
Right Click Delete Rahul from Address Book

Day n + 8 years

"Better find a home day care.That way little one can manage"   said he
"Ya thats what am thinking too.Cannot manage da." said she
"My son has science project exhibit next week.We are flying to DC" exclaimed he
"Nice.All the best to kutty payan.He looks exactly like you da" joyously said she
"Hehe.My wife says that all the time" blushed he
"How many times i had to tell you.Let not bring in our spouses in this.Let this be a world for you and me.May be our lil ones" said she

"Seri ok am sorry dear.This will be last time" said Rahul
"Imagine da.A beautiful world with You,me and our two cute lil ones..." said Thejashree

and their virtual dream continued at 10 megabytes per second......

irreversible deed,deal it forward

Dec 31st 12:00 PM : Mumbai Satrasta

Loud crackers blasted the streets and drunk people riding on bikes wishing "Happy New year 2013" to all brothers and sisters.
On the other side of the street was a silent group marching with candles with banners reading
"Let this year bring peace and protect womanhood from rapist brutes""RIP : Madhumita"
Few yards away.Nivedh jumped from 15 ft tall wall and in the course bruised his knees.He started to limp faster and looked moonstruck.
People ran hollering looking at him,he was confused and took few seconds to realize that he is still carrying the handgun.
Without further thougths shed it in a nearby trash tank and commingled away in to the celebrating crowd.

Dec 31st 11:40 PM : Mumbai Central Prison

"Kamal take him to cell 423" Ordered the Jail Officer

"What made you to give up" paused and said "Scared of us you rascal"  asked with a raised voice Kamal (sub inspector) coercing  him through the prison hallway 423 where rest of the accused were prisoned in.
He stammered and his mouth mumbled "Sir.I was scared to death."
Kamal with a wicked smile added "So you thought prison-cell would be the best place for you hide,then you are appallingly mistaken Rascals how dare you did that..",he continued to squall at him with gross words
They went near the cell where the other four accused where jailed in.Kamal pulled his key bunch to open the cell when he said to the inmates
"Here" paused Kamal and added "You partner in crime".
"What,he is not one of us,he was her friend,yeah" said one of the accused.
Before Kamal could realize on the happening, he was hit hard back in his head
Nivedh took the handgun out and snatched the key bunch.
Four of the inmates pleaded "please.dont ..dont.."
His mind was constantly playing back the last few pleading voice of Madhumitha
"Please leave me alone.Someone please help.Nivedh wake up..wakeup".
He started shooting at them randomly and mostly targetted below their abdomen ,he missed few shots,that hit other places including ears and the eyes.
423 soon turned bloodshed
More police men came running hearing the gun shot, when he fled out using the key that he pulled from the inspector.


Dec 31st 11:09 PM

Television was screaming loud
"Whole nation is on the rage of the Mumbai Rape at theatre.Protests were so high that New year celebrations in the city hotels/banquet joints have been cancelled.Police are still searching for the fifth accused.No clue have been found yet.Now live from the streets"
People started shouting "Kill them all", one said "Hang them" and few said "Hand them over to us we will take care".."Stone them to death"

He shutoff the television.
He cried out loud "Oh god,what have i done" and was trembling ,he thought the best for him at this point is to go handover himself.Decided and headed towards Mumbai central prison.
The gate was wide opened and no one was around at this time of night.
Suddenly he heard footsteps from the back and was above to turn back,in no time a huge stone hit his face hard it was, so hard that nose and lower upper jaw splayed.
Blood shattered and one more hit back of his head he whirled down and hit the floor.
"I know you will come.I have been waiting for hours here" said Nivedh and threw away the blood stained stone and walked towards the Prison office.


Dec 31st 7:00 AM

A foggy morning and the news paper boy tossed the days paper over the gate and it landed at the door step

The Hindu front page read
"Gang rape victim Madhumitha died at the hospital as the treatment went invain.Doctors said she had serious injuries in her abdomen that caused renal failure.Earlier Peeshar and his friends allegedly taunted the girl, when she was at the movie theater with her boy friend,asking her why she was out late with a man.Her friend, who works for a software firm, intervened. The men turned on him with an fire extinguisher. The girl then tried to protect her friend,infuriating the assaulters. First, they hit her. Then they pulled her to the theatre restroom and raped her.Mumbai police arrested four of the accusedc nd the search is on to find the one accused missing.Also reports say that the boy friend of the victim is also missing post the incident."

Dec 29th 6:00 PM

"No.Am not coming this time.I told you dear,unless you speak to your parents about our marriage,we are not having fun" said Nivedh
over the phone and he tried to be serious
"Jaanu,please,please this year is gonna end in two days,please,please.I swear am planning to talk to ma,papa this new years eve.This time for sure.I swear.I have plans to win over them." convincingly spoke Madhumitha
"No am not beliving this" said him
"Ok" paused she and said in scoring voice "How about a kiss"
Silence and she knew he was framed in.
"Hmmm,this is the last time i am believing you" said he and added "Ok where are we going,your choice hon" he offered.
"8 PM.  New Shireen Cinema.I booked the tickets already.Ranbir Movie yaar.." excited Madhumita
"Ok see you then.But remember this is the last time am coming out with you" said Nivedh

Nee Dhane Enn Ponvasantham - "It could be your love story"

Vishal and Deepika are neighbors,are friends and are school mates !!
Vishal from a middle-class family had aspirations seeded in him, but school time he had a huge a crush on Deepika.
Deepika comes from a rich background and her behaviors could drive every boy to dream to have her as best-half for life long

School-Times

They were immature, but were very close friends.
Deepika would write his class work for Vishal and they prepare together for examinations.They had the fun of sitting together in the school bus during their school trips.They shared every new happening in their life.

And then they went to the same college .

College-Times

The new environment was exciting and both had more time flirting with new friends and 1 yr in college passed.The new acquaintances started to bore them.

They met each other in college canteen.
Vishal looked and said
"You look beautiful..even more beautiful than school days di." Paused for a while and said "let we be friends again?"
She said "Sure"But in the next few months she became very close to him and she gradually fell in luv with him.

Third Year in College 

She said "Vishal..Am afraid am losing myself to you da..i cant live without you da"
Vishal did not say a word and he was confused over this.He strongly believed that such things will grow to be a hurdle mark for his dream future.He cannot let his family aspirations die.These thoughts in him for the past 3 months constantly needled his feelings right at friendship.But he never said "No".Nor did he explained his feeling of a friend-hood to her.
They spent time together. Deepika loved Vishal madly and deeply

Final Year in their college.

Vishal did get his dream job and he was one among the few in their college who got the highly-paid jobs in their campus recruitment drive,
Deepika did not happen to get a job.She did not do well in her academics and spent most of her valuable time with Vishal and thinking about him.

Farewell Day in College:

Now its time for him to say bye to her.Its their farewell day.
He asked Deepika to wait at the canteen.And said he wanted to talk to her something important.
He decided to tell her,that all these days he had no feeling of love over her.

Both of them sat on the bench.Remained silent.
He opened up "Deepika.So we have come to the end.The last day of our college.And i wanted..."
Deepika interrupted  and surprisingly said "Vishal..stop being mushy.I strongly believe that this is the right time for us to concentrate on our career.Lets forget whatever had happened between us so far. Enna solra"
And She looked at him,yes she looked at him straight in to his eyes without a blink.

He start to sweat as he looked into those eyes.It was beautiful.It demonstrated kindness and most importantly pure love.
He constantly looked at those eyes the ones that he has been deliberately ignoring all these days.

She said "Hey..hello what happened.Bye.Am leaving."
He said "I luv you di.I really luv you so so much".And truly this time(within himself)
"You have been sincere with me.But i cant continue this." and she left that place.

True Love never dies.But at times, love that is dead becomes true.

Post College - 3 months:

Vishal joined his dream job but he wasn't able to pull it together. Couldn't do much about in progressing further in his career.
He lost his focus and felt something void in every action that he did.
Yes,he understood that there is no one around for him ,to impress by his acts,to be an inspiration,and to get inspired,there no one around to back him up,value him,treasure him,praise him.There is no Deepika around.
Actualized that every success in his past was made possible by Deepika,the love that she had on him.
He missed her in every co-ordinate of his life for the first time.And he tried to reach her he couldn't find her..

Post College - 1 Year:

After one hard year of missing and finding Deepika,he heard from her family friend that she is part of a social organization down south.
He packed his things to get there and when he heard the news that "Its gonna be thunder storms for the next 24 hrs"
He did not care about the down pour and the storms.Took his car and hit the road.It was pouring heavy,he drove for 90 miles and
it got very hard with the visibility,he pulled over.

Went in to a small shop that was selling some snacks and tea.And when he heard a voice "Mithun,please get me some butter cookies too. i luv it with tea".No identity required, the voice and the message content,he knows its Deepika.

Vishal saw her from a distance.She was smiling and talking.Her voice,her lip stick glazed lips and she started to take a bite of the cookie dipped in hot tea and she looked awesome.

Vishal walked to their table.Stood besides Deepika
"Hi,Are you looking for any help" asked Mithun.

Deepika turned back and was surprised.Paused.Silence.
Then she broke the silence "Hey Vishal,how are you long time." She stuttered and said " Sit,sit here".
Visha pulled back the chair and sat there.In a low tone she said "Mithun can you please get one more tea for Vishal".

"How are you.." he stammered and added "Deepika"
"Am good da,ni eppadi.." she replied back

Vishal suddenly grasped her hands and covered his fac with them.And cried out loud "Deepika am so sorry that i ignored you all the time.Now,now am in pain,I missed you a lot and now i realize that i cannot live without your love.I felt the pain of love.I struggled all these days to get to know about your whereabouts.Now also i was heading to meet you..."

"Here's your tea" interrupted heavily Mithun,
Deepika introduced Vishal to Mithun.

Mithun added "Nice to meet you." and he paused and looked at Deepika and smiled and said
"And good timing as well.Me and Deepika are getting married next month.And now making a list of friends to invite"

A big thunder flashed loud and bright outside. Vishal clearly could sense that his heart skipped few beats and he stood up.

Silence.

"Boss,come-on i was kidding." said Mithun and added "You made it dude,as i was always telling Deepika that one day you will come for her"
and  went on "Deepika joined us 9 months back.She was very hard-pressed and she wanted some time-off.She tried her best to actively participate in our social service schemes.But her thoughts and heart was fully with you Vishal. Everyday she used talk about you and the moments you guys spent together in college."

Tears rolled out of Deepika's cute eyes.
Mithun added "Now Deepika you got your love back and i think he can drive you back home safe from here"

Vishal hugged Mithun and Deepika said "Mithun Thanks for everything" as he left the place.

Vishal took Deepika to his car.The rain was spattering in their windshield as he started the car.
She gazed at him.A look that made him charge up and forget this whole year of missing her.He swtiched on the car audio and it melodized  saindhu saindhu
She smiled and hugged Vishal.She chafed his hair with her dress ends and kissed him.She said "I missed you so much da.I know that you loved me too but you concealed it for whatever reasons that made me to move away from you.But I strongly believed and patiently waited that my love will return for sure.But the pain of waiting and the thought that you may go away from my life for-ever terrified me all the time..but.."

They smiled at each other.

"The battle can be won if you strategically place kindness,respect,fun and some love in right portions at the right positions" - Togetherness

Om jai jagdish hare

10 AM - Metro Corporation

Section : Birth/Death Certificate Issuance
A small room which has a Issuance Officer - Arumugam (18 years of servicing)
StenoTypist - Radha got this job via employment exchange (10 months of service)

Arumugam is one among the category of the old people way of using sa martphone.
His son from US got him a Samsung galaxy and when he comes in at 9:30 AM right away he switches on
Ayarpadi Maligayil(over the speaker phone)
and his office turns divine.

A very big queue of ppl storm in this place every day.But Arumugam and Radha work on their own pace.

Radha did not clear her Typing Grades and bribed to get on this job.
You feel dyslexic reading her typed content.

Arumugam waved his hand to attender boy Pandi to send in ppl one by one.

First entered was a old man and middle aged lady.
The lady was crying

"Hey stop crying.This is not the place to cry" yelled Arumugam
Pandi explained that they are here to get the Death Certificate of their daughter Priya who recently died in a road accident.

And they need to claim the insurance money 2 lacs that she was insured for .
"hmm..where are the death report,FIR,hospital certificate" questioned Arumugam

Pandiyan spoke on behalf of them saying that no FIR was filed and
only hospital D.O.A record is there and that their friends took the body to their home.

"Ok no problem .we can issue one but will cost 50,000 rs"

said Arumugam.
"We don't have that much of a money" pleaded the old man.

"Anyway's you are getting the insurance amount.You can give that when u get the money but till then have the lady hand over the chain she is wearing and then pay the money to get it back"

The illegal 'not in the records' transaction was done.

"Radha! !can you type a Death certificate letter on a Metro corporation letter head.We can give the original certificate after the money.I know Insurance will accept the letter"

Song changed to om-jai-jagdish-hare..Arumugam was deep listening on to it

Radha fiddled on for 30 min's and came up with a letter.
Handed it over to Arumugam to seal/sign the letter. Arumugam was shocked to see that she had actually typed the Name section of the person died as Arumugam and Death Date as Today,
instead of typing his name at the bottom in the signing section.

He threw the letter away "Hell.How much did you pay to get this job.Even a 10 th class student will do better "
and shouted to himself "Ithellam vechukitu,unnkellam evan vella kuduthan"
Then he himself sat near her and completed the letter and handed over to the Priya's mother.

He addressed few more cases and made 3 Lacs in a day it was 4:50 PM
he packed his bags and started heading home on this Toyota Innova.

It started to rain as he crossed the city limits.He turned on samsung galaxy to sing "jai jagadish hare"
Was shaking his head listening to the song and suddenly felt a heavy pressure in his chest.
And he couldn't control and Innova drifted off the road and hit a nearby tree.
His bag was thrown away and all the cash and papers started to fly in the air.

Within minutes a nearby police patrol came and found that he was dead on spot
And a patrol officer found a A4 size sheet below Arumugam's feet and was terrified reading it as it read

Death Certificate
Name : Arumugam . Date of Expiry :"Today's date"

and the samsung galaxy was still singing "om jai jagdish hare..."

Train of thoughts

Pre-Script :
A post that i composed some years back with deep emotions within myself.
Read on ..and share your thoughts


Heavy metal sound was rattling all over the station.People rushing from everywhere.
They knew Nellai express would stop only for 5 mins in Tambaram station.
When the extreme machine left the station it was calm again.

Senthil sat on the wooden chair looking at his mathematics notebook.His eyes were reading the phrase.

"I want to live the rest of my life on your shoulders.Will you accept me"
Luv Gayathri.

He never even dreamt in life that a girl (that too Gayathri) will fall in luv with him.
She was the topper in their class in all aspects and she is one of the so called ultimate girls in the college.

Senthil is from a very small village deep down south and somehow made to get into this Engineering college.

His village has a small raliway station which acknowledges all the express trains and only two passenger trains stops there for few mins.His father is the Lines man for that station.
His job is to check the rail spikes and force rails back into place on steep turns, correcting the gradual shifting caused by the centripetal force of passing trains.He sprays ballast with weedkiller to prevent weeds growing through and disrupting the ballast. Over time, ballast is crushed by the weight of trains passing over it, and periodically it needs to be replaced. If this is not done, the tracks become uneven.

Senthil when he was a kid he used to walk with his father along the rusted steel rails.He likes to hop from the sleeper to sleeper.He would carry the hammer for his dad and he counts the sound when his father hammers the rail spikes. He was grown with the tracks and the train sound.

Every penny that has been sent to his studies was earned by his fathers hard work on these rails.Somehow they manage to send in money every month but it is only plies enough for his hostel and food.

He manages his tuition by his part time job.

The last MRTS train was ready to leave the station.Senthil rushed for it.
The train gained speed and Senthil was standing near the entrance of it and staring at the parrallel rail track.

Daily hundreds and thousands of people travel over these rails but no one knew it required so much maintance.They sleep happily in the place allocated to them.But Senthil knows it.He knows the pain it takes to maintain them.

He cannot let his fathers hardwork dissolve in thin air.
Suddenly he tore the sheet off from his notebook and let the wind to carry it.

MRTS stopped at Chromepet.He got down went straight in to the Worksman room changed his dress and took the hammer.Senthilworks part time as contract labour for the lines man at Chromepet station.

Today he not only hammered the rail spikes but his thoughts on Gayathri as well and he hammered hard.