PART- 9

The Sunday evening was a very colourful.

Raj, the second brother, was packing to leave for Chennai.

For all these days Anjana will always feel sad, when her brother leaves the town.

But this time the story was different.

She felt happy for the leaving.

As soon as Raj left the home, she took the phone.

Raj wouldn’t have even crossed the entrance of the home.

She called Pranav.

Pranav was watching the phone like a monkey watching the banana eaten by someone.

He picked as soon as the phone started blinking.

“Sorry Pranav for not speaking”

“It’s okay dear, whether your bro left?”

“My call would have said it to you, I suppose”

“Hmm yes dear, where is aunt?”

“She is in pooja room”, Anjana, sitting with folded legs on bed.

“Praying?”

“Then what else we can do in pooja room?”

“Ask her to pray for me also”, Pranav sitting on a white plastic chair with his legs on a bed.

“Sure. Will she denies if I say it? Nope”

“What if she denies?” Pranav took a pillow and kept it on his lap.

“How can she deny for the prayer of her future?” Anjana paused.

“Future, son in law, I guess?”

“Yes”, in which the letter-‘s’ was stressed for a long time.

Pranav smiled. A brightness emerged from him, which scientists are researching whether it came from the sparkling teeth or sparkling heart.

Anjana, unfolded her legs.

“Pranav, do u see the white flower which I keep, every day?” Anjana removed her hair band.

No sooner the band was removed, the hair floated in air.

A black, hanging garden, ok hanging hair, just floated in air.

“Anju, I can even say the colour of the nail polish you use”

“Oh really?”

“Yes”. Pranav hand-combed the left side of the head.

Pranav has been given a separate room. So he usually locks the door.

Pranav’s mother knocked the room.

“Tea or coffee?” Pranav closed the bottom of the phone with his hand to keep the mic away.

“I’m ok with coffee, mom”

“Sorry, mom here”

“Okay Pranav. Say the colour of the nail polish which I’m?”

Pranav replied before Anju finished the question even.

“Friday, the colour was pink. The day before, that’s is, on Thursday the colour resembled you-skin colour like. I couldn’t get the name exactly”

Anjana remained silent. She wasn’t able to talk as her mouth was wide opened in astonishment.

“Right Anju?”

“What a man you are Pranav. Incredible. I think you are doing the job of watching me FULL-TIME, without studying”

“Yes dear”

The topic started somewhere and went somewhere else, which is a usual one.

“Then you must have also seen the white flowers which I keep daily?”

“Oh, I have sighted it many times. You know one thing?”

“Yes”

“The flower is beautiful, only when it is on your head”

“Really? Thanks Pranav. “

“But I don’t know the name of the flower, Anju?”

“It’s Nanthiyavattai.”

“A species found only in Tamilnadu. Its odour is not so pleasing but its petals will be a pleasing one”

Eventhough Pranav is a biology student he wasn’t interested of the conversation.

“But it is very beautiful, so its odour doesn’t matter”

“Hmm”

“May I know the reason for the flower in our topic?”

“I just want to tell my likes to you dear, that’s all, nothing else”

“Oh ok ok, then you must say my name too?”

“What?”

“Since you are saying your likes, you must also say my name, I guess”

“No”

“No”, with a pause “why?” Pranav face reminded of the squeezed orange.

“I’m saying my likes, I’m not saying my love”

“OH”

These type of conversation can be a bore to the readers, but for those who speaks it, it’s like dates mixed with honey.

“Anju, can I ask you one thing?” Pranav swallowed a litre a saliva.

“Don’t ask permission dear. Just ask it”

“You have been talking to me all these days only about your mother. About your father you haven’t talked much”

Silence was her reply.

“Anju”

“Hmm”

“Sorry if I asked you anything wrong. Being a better half of your future I want to know about on the whole”

“It’s not like that Pranav” Anjana opened her mouth. Pranav felt a sense of relief.

“He left us when I was young” Anjana’s word about her father in a single sentence.

“Left in the sense, down to earth?”

“Nope”

“Then?”

“He left us and married someone, it seems”

“Feeling sorry” Pranav showed his sympathy.

“Leave it Pranav. Change the topic” Anjana in a low tone.

When she was saying this the milk vendor shouted hard at Anjana’s house.

“A minute excuse” Anjana rushed. Her mother was out to the only super market in the town.

So she insisted Anjana to get the milk when the vendor arrives.

“What happen?” Anjana don’t find time to reply to Pranav.

She ran with a big vessel that could hold 5 litres of milk to get those 500 millilitre of milk.

She ran from kitchen to the front door in less than 6 seconds covering a distance of 75 m.

“Sorry Pranav. Milk vendor came”

“You could have told it and go”

“Sorry”

“Fine”

 

 

To be continued….

 

 

 

 

 

PART- 8

Only when you love, you know the value of the rate cutters.

If a carrier offers a free sim card with some free talk time, the person standing first to buy it, will be a person who is in love.

Pranav later went to the nearest easy recharge shop to recharge the rate cutters.

He bought the carriers catalogue of air voice which he owns(only the sim).

He was scanning it.

“Only 100 I have”, he said to himself.

“I have to finish within it”

To his luck he found a pack which cuts the call rate to 10 paisa per minute.

The rate of the pack was rupees 98.

He wrote the number in the note book.

The shop keeper said he doesn’t have two rupees change.

As if Pranav offering all his wealth he said the shopkeeper to keep the change.

In less than two minutes Pranav got a message stating that the recharge was done successful.

He went back to home.

The next day Anjana couldn’t talk with Pranav since Anjana’s second brother Raj returned home for the weekend from Chennai.

As Anjana strictly told Pranav not to call her until she call, Pranav kept quit.

That Saturday was bit boring for both the love birds.

Later on Sunday Anjana had a conversation with her mom as follows:

“Mom I need rupees 150”

“What for?”

“I broke the burette at school”

“Burette?”

“It’s an apparatus used in chemistry lab”

“Very careless you are”

“Sorry mom. It was an accident. I accidently left the burette down from its stand”

“But you have to be careful”

“Sorry mom, let me not repeat it again”

“Okay fine. Take 200 from my purse”

“Where is it?”

“Above fridge”

“Thanks mom”

Anjana actually dint break the burette.

She lied her mom for money to buy chocolates to Pranav. As a famous saying says EVERYTHING IS FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR.

Yes, telling a lie to your mom to buy chocolates to your beloved one is very sweet actually.

Anjana took the money. Sunday afternoon when all was taking their nap after the heavy lunch, Anjana went to the shop to buy chocolate to Pranav for the first time.

She went to the most famous shop of the town whose name board reads ailf.

She was going through each chocolates row.

Every chocolates actually eagerly waited to be picked up by the hands of Anjana.

When Anjana’s finger passed through them, touching, some chocolates heart even melted.

The chocolates which realized that she is not gonna pick them even tried committing suicide by unwrapping their cover by themselves.

Her hand then fell on the TEMPTATION chocolates.

“Oh temptation, which Pranav bought for me”

“Okay let me tempt him more to love me by this chocolate”

She took the chocolate which stood third in the row.

The chocolate which stood first, was in the verge of crying, though he was first, he was unlucky.

She took the chocolate and walked towards the billing counter.

She dint even realized that she was the reason for the sadness of almost 300 chocolates in the store ailf.

She paid and returned home.

TO BE CONTIINUED!!!

 

 

Part-7

“Hello”
“Hello dear”, Anjana whispered.
“Nobody in your home, right?”
“Yes Pranav”
“Then why whispering Anjana. Speak loud dear”
“Hmmm”
“As soon as, aunt comes, thank her for this”, Pranav said.
“I will give her the phone, you itself convey this”
“Hmm”
Usually the conversation between a boy and a girl will be always a boring one for those who hear it. Only for them it will sound as sweet as honey. For others it will be nothing but a boring conversation.
“Pranav you looked handsome today”
“Really?”
“Yes dear. But your handsome brings some possessiveness within me.”
“What happened Anjana?”
“Nothing”
“Please say it dear. My head will burst then.”
“Nothing Pranav”
A few seconds of silence from Pranav.
“Pranav!!!”
“It’s not fair Anjana”
“What Pranav?”
“Why you are hiding something?”
“I’m not hiding Pranav. My ego is hiding it”
“Please say Anjana”
“Hereafter don’t stand beneath the tree during break hours”
“Why Anjana? You don’t want to see me?”
“No Pranav. I’m not saying like it. If only I’m seeing you, it’s okay. But?”
“But what?”
“Some tenth standard girls are also sighting my hubby. Today I saw”
“Saw what?”
“Some girls of standard ten looking u with their sharp eyes which makes my heart burning”
“Are you kidding me Anjana?”
“No Pranav. I’m serious. My heart is not accepting it.”
Pranav smiled silently!
No reply from him.
“Are you there?” Anjana questioned.
“Yes Anju. I don’t know what to say”
“Don’t say anything. Don’t stand. That’s it”
Anjana dint even awaited a reply from him and continued the conversation.
“Had snacks?” Anjana asked Pranav.
“I’m having now”
“Any special dish by aunt?’
“Nope. Snacks that I’m having now is not prepared by aunt. It’s prepared by you. Your voice can fulfil my appetite my dear”
“Pranav stop talking these cinematic dialogues”
“Okay”
“I’m impressed by only your attitude not by your dialogues. Right?”
“HMM”….
The phone conversation was getting a bit bore!
“Then” Anjana. THEN is the most commonly used word by the girl in love which Anjana started using.
“Anjana I can’t see you for the next two days dear”
That was a Friday night. Being a second Saturday tomorrow it was a holiday for them.
“Oh know. I forgot about it. Will not be able to say you for the next two days Pranav, So sad”
Anjana and Pranav was also like other students before they fell in love. If Saturday is a holiday, each and every student will burst crackers in their hearts to celebrate that weekend.
But this time the story was different. The crackers dint burst as if they took bath in the morning shower.
“Don’t worry dear. Let me come tomorrow for chemistry”
“What?”
“To get chemistry book Anjana”
“But Pranav second brother will return from Chennai for this weekend”
“Then he will pour acid on our chemistry”
“Yes yes” Anjana agreed with Pranav.
Anjana had two brothers. Both are elder than Anjana. The first brother got married. His wife is at her birth place for delivery of the new baby for past two months. The first brother was working in the same town as executive officer in a company whose name is not so popular.
The second elder brother is a bachelor who works in Chennai.
Anjana was very close to the second brother.  The brother who usually troubles the conversation of Anjana and Pranav was her first elder brother.
Anjana’s father don’t find a role in this story because he left Anjana’s mother when Anjana born.
A novel has to be written to explain their story.
Pranav miss his father in law but have two brother in law.
Anjana has a grandma. Her mother’s mom. Her grand ma usually stays away from them. Only when shanti aunty is away from home, her grandma stays in their home.
That Friday went smooth with the fruitful, sweetly, honey conversation between them. This time Anjana mother cut down their conversation at sharp 30 minutes, time taken by shanti aunty to pray at the nearest pillayar temple.
When Pranav hanged the phone, the went displayed the USSD message which read as
“Last call costs Rs.31.
To know your special offer dial 121*2#”
“Oh my god! Thirty rupees. It’s better to recharge call cutter”
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!

PART-6

“Pranav gave the chocolate Sumi” Anjana told in a low voice.
“Who? Pranav? What for?” Sumi’s back to back questions to Anjana.
“Sumi”
Something stopped Anjana from saying it. Anjana then decided to say a bit later.
“I asked the reason to him. But he didn’t say anything”
“Said nothing?”
“Yes Sumi. He gave it today morning. I asked him for reason. He said that simply he is giving the chocolate”
“Simply?”
“Yes Sumi”
“Mistake is yours Anjana.” Sumitra told.
“I haven’t done anything Sumi”
“Why you got the chocolate when he gave it?”
“I… I…” Anjana pulled her words.
“What you are going to say ma?”
“Sumi I don’t know what to do at that time. I just bought it”
“What you have done is wrong Anjana” Sumi’s voice raised.
“Sorry Sumi”
“You don’t know about these boys Anju. We shouldn’t give chance to these boys to take advantage over us Anjana” Sumi in her advising tone.
“He didn’t say anything else Sumi”
“Not now Anjana. Maybe later, I guess. These boys always start like this.”
“I won’t give any chance to him Sumi”
The bell rang to remind them to cut the conversation. The period next to lunch was chemistry.
The chemistry madam who resembles the English people (Only in punctuality not in appearance)
Always comes in advance to her classes. She entered the class only one second late.
“Good after noon Ma’am”. All students stood up. Only few stood up straight and gave the full respect. All others gave only half respect .They were tall that their knee came in contact with the desk which restricted their respect to their teacher.
“Good afternoon” The teacher replied.
“Okay we can deal with it later”, Sumi said without wishing the teacher that afternoon will be good.
“Okay” Anjana.
The teacher started the class. But Anjana was not able to lend her ears to the lecture. She was thinking whether to say IT to Sumitra or not. That day went like that. That evening as soon as Anjana reached the home she called to, sorry, gave missed called to Pranav. Pranav then called Anjana.
“Hello dear”, Pranav.
“I have something to say to you”, Anjana hurried.
“Yeah sure dear, but stay cool and say”.
“Sumitra scolded me today”, Anjana.
“Why? What for? Give her number let me scold her”
“Just stop Pranav. Mistake is mine”
“I won’t believe, my sweetie won’t do mistake”, Pranav spoke, Supporting his future wife.
“No Pranav, from my childhood I haven’t hidden any of the stuffs from Sumi. But?”
“But what?”
“But for the first time I have hidden our love to her. I don’t know whether it’s right or wrong. But something I feel in my heart”, Anjana admitting her mistake.
“You would have said it to her Anjana because one day or other our love is gonna broadcasted to all. In fact it’s better to say our love to your mom, NOW itself”
“No No No. Saying to Sumi itself is a big deal for me. To my mom…Nooo… I can hang myself but I can’t do that“
“Okay let us cut this off”, Pranav wanted to end this topic.
“You keep it hidden from her for a while. When you think that Sumi is in good mood to accept our love, at that time, you break our love story, in fact our love epic, my dear”, Words of Anjana’s future husband.
“Okay da. But I feel ill and bad about this”
“About what? Our love”. Pranav was in a bit anger.
“No Pranav. Its first time I’m hiding so only. Then Pranav I got a good news today my brother will be late to home.so?”
“So? Do you want me to come to your home?”
“Oh, do you have that much guts?”
“Of course. Don’t forgot that I got your number in your home”
“Hmm. But I didn’t ask you to come to my home Pranav. We can talk for some more time today, note it I said SOME MORE TIME. So let me hang up the phone now. I will call you by 6.30”
While Anjana was saying this her room door was knocked down by her mother.
“What are you doing Anjana?”
“I’m changing my dress mom. Wait a minute.”
“Okay Pranav. Let me catch you by 6.30.Dont call me till I call. Love you. Bye dear”, Anjana whispered.
“Want my second’s hand to circle fast. Waiting for 6.30. Take care dear”
“Will it take five minutes for changing your uniform” Her mom was shouting from the back of the door.
“WAIT MOM!!!”
Anjana then changed her uniform in less than 30 seconds. But she was inside the room for 5 minutes 30 seconds.
She then opened the door, preparing herself to get the scolding from her mom.
“Eat the snacks and do your homework. I’m going to temple. Will be back by 7.00. Okay Anju? ”.
Anjana then realized that was a Friday.
“Double okay mom”
“What?”
“Nothing mom, I want your mobile”
“I’m not taking it. I’m leaving it in home. Lock the door. Bye”
“Bye mom”.
Her mom not even would have moved five steps from the house. Anjana jumped off and shouted in joy.
Time was only six post meridian. Anjana called Pranav. Pranav this time hanged the phone and called Anjana….
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!! 

PART-5

PRANAV.
ANJANA.
FLAMES.

Pranav was striking the same alphabets from both the names. Six alphabets was remaining.
“Okay, its six”
At first letter ‘S’ was killed.
He felt relief.
“She is not my sister”
“Okay, one, two, three, four, five, six”
Next turn: “She is not my friend”
Next turn: “It’s not affection”
Next turn: “It’s not even love”
Marriage and enemy was left.
“Whether she is my better half or else an enemy”, various thoughts entered through his mind.
Both M and E was standing face to face like a soldiers in a war. Don’t know whether six is going to kill M or E.
“Okay let me finish this”.
“One, Two, Three…..”
He was counting very slowly as if he is learning the numbers for the first time.
“Four, five and six”
As the logic of kollywood, at last Enemy got killed by six.
“Yeppppppppppp”, he don’t know what to do in happiness.
He tore the paper from the H.W note.
He kept it safe in the same note.
When he was keeping it, the phone vibrated by ringing the Illaiyaraja’s music which is played in background when Aarya sees Trisha in the movie Sarvaam.
He attended it.
“Pranav, call me da”, she said and hung up the phone.
Pranav was very innocent that he doesn’t know that these girls always gives missed call.
He called again.
“Hi dear”, he giggled.
“Hi Pranav”, she said and continued.
“Pranav your poem was awesome dear”
“Pooo”, he showed the passing cloud temper.
“Why dear”
“You didn’t say anything this morning”
“I don’t know how to react that time Pranav. Sorry dear”
“It’s okay”
When this fruitful conversation was going on Anjana’s phone blinked.
Even the phone blinked its eye when it touched her cheek.
“God, my brother is calling”
“Anjana I want to speak with you, don’t hang up please”
“Pranav please understand the situation. My brother is calling. Sorry. Bye dear”
She said and hung the call didn’t even waited for his reply.
“Anju, Anju, Anju”, only he could hear the beep sound.
This time the phone conversation didn’t even lasted for the time taken by second’s hand of watch to complete five clockwise rotation.
Pranav was very much upset.
At Anjana’s home the situation was quite tough for Anjana.
She was not able to attend her brother’s call as he hanged up early. He didn’t call again. 
She made a call to her bestiee (Mentioned earlier).
She asked a doubt in mathematics which wasn’t a doubt for Anjana.
This was done as a clever move by Anjana.
She was nervous as it was the first time she is facing this kind of situation (all girls who are in love might have come acrossed this kind of situation)
Her brother arrived after 25 minutes.
“Mom why you didn’t pick the phone up, the line was busy.”
“Anjana is having the phone, Raj”
“Anjana”, he called loudly.
“Coming Anna”
“Where is the phone? To whom you were talking? Are you studying are just chatting over phone?” he was throwing back to back question.
“Anna please stop I was talking only with Sumi”
“I had doubts so I was just clarifying with Sumi. If you don’t believe just have a look at the call logs”
She spook loudly. If you speak the lie loudly it will sound as truth to the person hearing it. Anjana used this trick very well.
He took the phone and had a look at call logs. A call was made to Sumi.
Now you can understand why she called to the innocent.
He went to refresh without speaking a word.
“Okay you go and continue with your studies”, her mom insisted.
She went inside the room. ”I made it”, she said.
Still loads and loads of lie has to tell.
She was feeling the sense of relief.
That day went with a thrilling experience.
At morning in the same bus stand Pranav and Anjana came at the same time to the bus stand.
Pranav thought that Anjana might ask another chocolate for this by pinching same.
“Hi Anju”
“Here take it”. Pranav gave a sheet of paper which is folded and bulged at the centre.
“What?”
“Just open it Anju”
Anjana with her Lady’s finger (Her finger) she just unfolded it.
She found a Cadbury Dairy Milk TEMPTATION Chocolate.
“Pranav I thought you might give 50 paisa AASAI chocolate”, she said and laughed.
“Anjuuuu”
“Just I kidded dear”
“It’s okay, eat the chocolate and read the paper”
“Let me eat it later. I will read this first”, she said by keeping the chocolate in her bag.
She skimmed through the sheet paper.
She was at cloud 9 when she saw the ‘M’ standing alone.
“Pranav I haven’t been this much happy since my birth dear”
“Thanks for the chocolate too”
“No thanks between hubby and wify”, he said, she chuckled.
The chuckling sound synced with the sound produced by school bus when the brake is applied to stop at their bus stop.
.
.
.
At lunch time that day.
“Sumi I have a chocolate .can we share it and have it?” Anjana asked to Sumitra.
Anjana have a habit of sharing all the edible items which she has with her, to her friends, which is good one I suppose.
“With pleasure” Sumi replied.
Anjana opened the brown colour wrapper slowly as if a doctor operating the most crucial part of the body.
“Fast Anju. If you open like this then we will eat this choc only in tomorrow lunch”
“Wait ma”
She subdivided the 14 square blocks of chocolates. Five of them were there including Anjana.
14 divided by 5 will not result in a whole number. All will get three blocks except one. That one was Anjana. All others had three blocks but Anjana had only two blocks. She was satisfied with it.
The other three went for washing licking the melted chocolates in their hands.
“Anjana, before eating I wanna ask you one thing” Sumi started.
Anjana guessed the question. ”Yes Sumi” Anjana replied.
“Whether somebody gave this chocolate or else you bought it?” Sumitra interrogated.
“Somebody”
“Somebody?!” Sumitra questioned with exclamation.
This is the speciality of girls. Only they can exclaim with a question.
“Yes Sumi”
“Who?”
Anjana and Sumitra are childhood friends. Their friendship is lasting for more than a decade.
They are studying in the same school from Kindergarten. Anjana till now haven’t hidden anything, any of her stuffs from Sumitra. But now she was in dilemma whether to say her love matter to Sumi or else will say it a bit later.
Anjana was very much worried about what Sumi thinks when she say this to her.
She felt guilty for hiding this to Sumitra.
At last she decided to say it to her.
“Sumi I want to say you one thing”
“What Anju?” Sumitra quizzed.
TO BE CONTINUED……

PART-4

The sun started smiling. Male birds went in search for food while the females took care of their young ones. Sun started pissing of its rays over Pranav’s face. Pranav’s mother started hammering on his room door.

“Five minutes mom, please”

“It’s already late Pranav”, mom shouted.

With one eye opened he saw the time. It showed 7.45am.

“Oh shit I must go soon today before my sweetie arrives”, he scolded himself.

He got ready in less than the time taken for MAGGI to be prepared.

He skipped the breakfast and reached the Bus stop at 8 past 5 minutes.

Anjana who usually arrives at 8.10am reached there before the usual time.

“Hi”, he smiled.

“Hi da”

“Why ?” she asked.

“Sorry Anju, went to bed late”

“Me too, same pinch, give me chocolate”, her first wish to Pranav.

“Sure dear, I will give it by tomorrow”.

But Pranav mind told: Grab her and kiss her. That will be sweeter than chocolate. Make her wish to be fulfilled now.

In the remaining time of waiting, Pranav and Anjana shared only the eye contact.

“Oh good what a girl, what an eye” his mind.

Just a few seconds before the arrival of the van.

“Anjana, I have a shortest, sweetest poem for you written by me”, Pranav told.

“Oh Really”

“Black yolk inside a white egg, YOUR EYES”

She sighed.

No reply from her.

This love can even turn a pauper to poet.

“Don’t like it?”

“I like it”, plain words from her.

They boarded the bus then.

The bus arrived at the school gate. The first day for the love birds in school.

8.40am.

Prayer time.

Whole school arrived at the auditorium. Pranav want to conduct the prayer. He checked the mic.

“School stand-at-ease,

School attention”. He commanded.

The Prayer started.

It was a usual prayer conduction for Pranav until his eye made a contact with Anjana’s eye.

“What an eye”, he admired.

Anjali, belongs to standard 7, was a girl who was about to give a speech at that day.

Pranav wants to announce her name. But Anjana’s eye made his tongue to slip and pronounce Anjali as Anjana.

Anjana as well Anjali was stunned and confused.

But he then managed to say it as Anjali.

Anjana smiled. The whole crowd too.

Principal gave a look of temper. Pranav didn’t turn to Anjana’s side then.

“School disperse”, finally the worst assembly came to an end.

Pranav apologized to ANJALI later.

The students started moving to their class like ants in rows.

The day went normal. At breaking minutes, Anjana came outside the classroom for seeing Pranav.

Pranav was already waiting under a 12 months old tree, enough grown to give shades for Pranav and his four friends.

When Anjana came out they shared looks.

He stole a glance at her.

Later the two periods, he was thinking of her, not even lended his ears to the lectures.

At lunch, on her way to washbasin, when Anjana came across a translucent glass she saw her eyes.

Pranav’s poem flashed through her mind.

“Really your eyes that much gorgeous?” she questioned her subconscious.

“Hello, what are you looking at?” Anjana’s bestiee shook her body. Because of which her jimiki couldn’t come to state of rest from motion.

“Nothing, sorry”.

Pranav was waiting for the watch to show 4.00

When the van left the campus Pranav decided to change his seat from last.

He thought of sitting next to Anjana. Since it was not mentioned in the rules and regulation by management he didn’t attempted it.

He was comfortable in the seat back to Anjana’s seat.

He asked the 8^th standard student who was already occupying the seat, to vacate.

He readily accepted as it was say an order from representative.

He was sitting back to her. He leaned forward and whispered “I will be following you everywhere”

A 4^th standard boy sitting next to Pranav saw his whispering but didn’t heard it as it was a whisper.

He made an ugly look and turned his head towards the window continuing his research of why this tress are green.

Pranav. Then started admiring Anjana’s back neck in which her curly hairs, which escaped from the combing in morning by his mother-in-law, are spreaded.

Later they got down from the bus. That evening they didn’t even shared a bye since Anjana’s relative was standing in bus stand.

These relatives are husband of AIYOO (Readers search for the husband of aiyoo)

Pranav went by turning his head to 180 degree.

That evening Anjana came inside the room and closed the door.

She took the phone and dialled to Pranav’s number.
Pranav was trying out FLAMES for him and Anjana.

He took the Mathematics H.W note and turned to the last page.

He wrote both the names.

At first he wrote his name (male chauvinism)

Down her name.

The results were shocking.

TO BE CONTINUED……

PART-3

At Pranav’s room:

Pranav took the phone and dialled the number.9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1…0…

In fact his mind stored the number in long term memory in less than a second.

He searched all over his body for courage to poke the GREEN BUTTON. Only his sweat from forehead had enough courage to touch the green button.

“Pranav do it, please”, his subconscious.

“What to say if her mom picks up”, he thought for a sec.

Finally he called, NO NO NO, He accidently poked the green button.

At Anjana’s house:-

“What am I have done”, Anjana scolded herself. Something made her to write the phone number in Pranav’s book. People call that something as LOVE.

She was smiling, laughing, sighing on seeing her face on the mirror. If her mother had saw her behaviour she would have surely made a call to KILPAUK GOVERNMENT MENTAL HOSPITAL.

But as all girls do, she too lied her mother that she was doing her homework inside the room. She had locked the room.

Anjana told her mother that she wants her mobile phone for seeing the time since the wall clock at the room was failed. Actually, Anjana made the wall clock to fail by removing the battery. Even Rolex will fail at this condition. Her mother too gave the mobile insisting her to give back if it rings. As soon as she got the phone she changed the profile from General to Vibrate Only.

The phone vibrated at 5.50 pm. She jumped over the bed to pick the phone at the table. But it was a service message stating that

“Free* hello tunes only for you! Offer of 50% for love songs.*Rupees 30/mon”.

She scolded the service provider by using words which are sharp enough to rupture your tympanic membrane.

“God please ask him to call soon, before my brother arrives” she prayed.

Now I understood Pranav didn’t accidently poked it but something made him to do so.

Finally the phone vibrated.

“Hello, Pranav?”

“Yes Anju” He exhaled very deeply as it was not her mother in law’s voice.

“Where is aunt?”

“You called me only to enquire about your aunt, then let me give the phone to her” she said.

“No dear I want to talk with you only, let me talk with my mother in law later”

“What did you say now? mother in law”

“Yes”

“That, I have to decide Pranav”

“Say it as-we have to”

“What’s your age now, Pranav?”

“I’m old enough to fall in LOVE”

“Answer to my question only”

“OK, turning 17 this august”

“Is this the age to fall in love?”

“I don’t know the correct age but I have fallen in love and you too with me”

“I didn’t say it”

“Your page number said it”

She maintained silence.143 was the page in which I wrote. I have hinted him. But how come he found it, smart guy, I accept it. Her mind certified him as SMART.

“It was just an accident, I didn’t specifically wrote on 143”

“I didn’t say the page number then how come you know” he replied.

No way for her to escape.

Silence was her reply.

“Can you say me the most beautiful three words combination in the world” he asked eagerly.

“What?” she asked innocently as if she doesn’t know the words

“I Love You”

“Not now” she replied plainly.

“Then when?”

“Later”

“Later means when? After our marriage?” he asked

“Chiii” she sighed and launched a smile bomb having enough power to kill all the males in that town.

“I love you Anjana” he said and proceeded.

“My mother made my first eighteen years of life as beautiful as a moon. I want you to make my rest eighty years of life as beautiful as a star. Will you?”

Anjana, after thinking for 15 seconds,

“Sure Pranav. Finally I lost my heart to the most beautiful guy in this world”

“Oh Really?”

“Yes dear.”

When this continued, Anjana’s brother came home at 6.30pm.

“Okay okay bye Pranav, my brother came”

“My villain”

“What?”

“Nothing”

“I heard what you said”, Anjana said.

“Oh, snake ears”

“Let me deal with you later, bye take care”, she hurried.

“Take care dear”

The conversation lasted for 17 minutes, which will turn to 17 hours in a few months.

Pranav later laid on bed and dreamt.

Only when you are in love, you can dream with eyes wide open.

He smiled” You made it Pranav”. He appreciated himself. ”I have to treat her like a princess, NO, Not LIKE a princess as a princess itself”, he said to himself.

That night.

All were sleeping except two love birds.

Anjana was hearing to songs that reminded Pranav. In fact all the songs she heard was reminding him. The love made it. ’yaroo Ivan yaroo Ivan’, the phone itself got tired for playing the song for 14^th time.

The same scene went in Pranav’s home. He was hugging a pillow and hearing songs. ’thuli thuli’

.

The sun started smiling.

TO BE CONTINUED

PART-2

At school:

                   Pranav don’t know whether to laugh or feel for his act at the bus stop. Biology teacher, during her lecture, noted the absent minded Pranav. She sent him out of the class. Pranav is an outstanding student, in studies as well as in class. Pranav in a few words:-A tall handsome boy who is turning 17 by August. His skin tone was black. But he managed to show his skin as brown colour, yes, Fair and Handsome for men had done its duty very well. He was the representing for all boys in school. The first four periods of the day equalled for 365 days for him. The lunch bell rang. The 22 years old bell at school found it very difficult to disturb the Pranav’s day dream in which Anjana accepted his love, all these incident took place at ‘C’ section, situated two blocks away from ‘A’ section-Anjana’s section.

In section ‘A’, things went in similar way as of ‘C’ section. Anjana was also not concentrating in class. She was thinking of the incident at bus stop. The invitation came in front of her eyes once in a while. She smiled at Pranav’s act as well as she was in a bit anger. Lots and lots of things floated through her mind. She was looking at the bare floor in desperation. Anjana in a lots of words:-She was just opposite to Pranav in skin tone. It’s hard to spot the odd one if she stand along with the foam produced by the ocean waves. All seniors (12^th standard boys) usually follow her in school everywhere except to restrooms. These days Pranav was also added to the list of followers. She had more followers in real than their school principal’s twitter followers.

Pranav’s favourite dish decorated his lunch box, even then he found it hard to swallow the rice. All his friends asked whether he has any problems. But he replied that he was OK with a fake smile. Anjana skipped her lunch and she was thinking of a reason to lie to her mother for not having the lunch.

Finally the watch showed 4.00pm.The last bell of the school rang. Pranav took a deep breath along with the Bell sound.

“I have to say sorry to her”, he said to himself and decided to ask sorry to Anjana.

The engine started at 4.10pm.They got down at their bus stop at 4.30pm.In the twenty minutes of travel, he managed to gain some bravery to say sorry.

“Anjana wait a minute, please”

“I don’t want to see your face Pranav”, Pranav was cutting a sorry figure.

“Please Anju, a minute, I want to speak with you”

“I don’t want to waste a minute of my time by hearing to your non sense talk”, she said.

“Do you love me Anjana?” he asked silently.

“STOP”

She said and moved away. He thought of holding her hand and turn her back but he didn’t found enough courage for that. He moved away with a dull filled face. Proposing her was a piece of cake for him but making her to accept was a piece of rock for him to do.

AT ANJANA’S HOUSE:-

“Hi aunty”, with a big smile Pranav went inside Anjana’s house.

“Come, come, comeeee” with a pause” Pranav”. Pranav’s future mother in law welcomed him.

“Is Anjana at home, Aunty?”

“Yes Pranav, she is inside, busy with her homework’s”

“Aunty Can you call her for a minute, I want to clarify a doubt in chemistry”, his mouth said.

“But the actual doubt is whether your daughter is in love with me or not”, his mind said.

“Yeah sure Pranav, come and sit, I will send her” (Please send her with me forever, his brain humoured)

After 56 seconds Anjana came outside from the room. Pranav had seen her before in colour dress but this time his eyes feels a pleasure that can’t be said in words.

She came and stood in front of him. He bowed his head like a soldier bowing to a princess.

“Now what’s your problem Pranav?”

“It’s you Anjana” his mind said.

“I have a doubt in chemistry”

“Which chapter?”

“Our chapter”

“What?”

“Molecular chemistry”

“Pranav wait for some time, Aunty have prepared snacks for both of you, you have to eat and then only you have to leave”, my mother in law shouted from kitchen.

“Okay aunty sure”, I was not able to deny my mother in law’s wish.

“In which topic?” Anjana continued.

“Anjana I want your mobile number”

“What?”

“Can’t you hear me?”

“I want your number”. He is asking only her mobile number.

“I don’t have a mobile, Idiot”

“But your mother owns a mobile, I hope”. Even the word Idiot seem to be as sweet as for his ears.

“Ask my mum itself”

“If you aren’t giving I’m going to ask her only”

“Oh! Really then proceed Pranav, she will provide you snacks along with the new broom stick”

I wonder why these shoes, slippers and broomsticks are always NEW in a girl’s home.

“Seriously Anju I’m going to ask her”

“What for you want it?” she was moving track, by the way.

“I want to ask sorry for the incidentttt…” he was pulling his mouth.

“It’s okay, I have forgotten it”, she lied, since nobody in the world can forget their first proposal.

“Number?”

“No need”, she denied. I might have told any other reason for getting her number. His subconscious scolded him.

Aunt came from kitchen.

“Pranav, here take it”, she said holding a plate full of yellow KESARI.

Pranav got a plate and Anjana too.

He took a spoon full of kesari and gulped it. He tried to sync his eating along with Anjana. He failed at first two spoons. At third spoon, the kesari went through the oesophagus of both Anjana and Pranav at same time.

Milk vendor ringed the bell as if he was the busiest man in the world. Aunt went outside with a vessel saying:-Irunga, itho vanthuten.

Nice chance created by milkman to speak with Anjana. Pranav thanked the milkman inside. I hope the milk man would have received the thanks through telepathy.

“Anjana?”

“We are only friends Pranav”, first time she spoke open heartedly.

“This is not the age for THAT”, she continued. She didn’t even said the word LOVE, as if it stood first in the row of vulgar words of Oxford dictionary. She used only THAT to represent LOVE.

“I’m not interested in love, for NOW, Pranav. We can be friends as usual”. She finished.

The word NOW in her talk brought back some confidence for him.

“Okay, Bye, Take care, I’m leaving”, he turned suddenly, forgetting his chemistry towards her as well as the chemistry book, which lead a pity role in that scene.

“Pranav”, she called.

He kept his face as if he was the owner of the wrecked TITANIC, and turned back.

“Your book”

“Thanks”.

At Pranav’s home:-

“Oh shit, my angel is not accepting me”, Pranav’s subconscious scolded him.

He was turning each and every pages of the pity character since it was touched by her.

He was very much depressed.

He even skipped his dinner saying her mom:-“I ate enough kesari at Shanthi aunty home”.

SHOCKING

When he was turning the pages,

He found something written on the page number 143.

He opened it.

To his pleasure there written:

9003891400

ANJU;-)

If there is no ceiling he would have jumped and his head would have touched the recently launched Chandraiyaan satellite.

“Hurry”, he shouted, screamed louder and louder. If it is an America the neighbour would have sued him for loudness.

His mom who was watching ullam kollai poguthada serial on polimer channel was panicked by the sound from her son’s room. She asked “Is everything alright”

“Everything is going to be alright mom”, he replied.

“What?”

“Nothing you proceed with your serials, sorry for the trouble”, he said and shut the door.

He took the phone.

PART-1

“It’s not fair, Pranav”, she said and hung up the phone. A tear drop, more valuable than say platinum, rolled over her cheek and fell over the hash (#) button.

Exactly before one year, from TODAY.

“Pranav weds Anjana”. This was over written by Pranav, on a marriage invitation on the place of bridegroom and bride. Pranav and Anjana were friends from Standard 9, now they are at 11^th standard, the age at which the milk moustache as well as the first love peeps out.

Pranav decided to propose by presenting the marriage invitation card to Anjana. (Guess he has to know the difference between a greeting card and an invitation card).

He was waiting in the bus stop for the school as well as for anjana. The invitation was kept inside the book whose front page read as-PHYSICS volume- I. A pleasure wave similar to sine wave was passing through all his nerves. He smiled like an idiot for no reason. Tons and tons of adrenaline was flowing through his body, his sweating showed it. He was a bit nervous, here a bit equals to size of an ocean.

Anjana came by 8.10am.The bus will come at 8.20am.They are from same colony, studying in same school, but different section. Every day Pranav feels for his name which starts “P” .If it starts with “A” then he would have been in the same section with Anjana, since students are placed in increasing order of their alphabets.

Anjana smiled at him with a ‘hi’, waving her hand like a wall clock pendulum. He too smiled back. She came and stood near him. The watch was ticking, ticking and ticking.

Pranav was in dilemma whether a kiss from her will touch his cheek or the new black BATA shoe of size “7” will touch his cheek. He finally made up his mind and with courage he decided to give the invitation come greeting card since now a days girls aren’t showing their slippers if a boy proposes.

“Anju, I have something for you”, he started, by removing the bag from one shoulder.

 

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“What Pranav? Any special dish by aunt? ” she asked. Her ear rings’ jimiki moved to and fro. He too moved with it.

“No Anju, it’s special than my mom’s dishes”, he was struggling to bear the bag with one shoulder.

“Oh! Really?”

“Yes, I have a card for you”, he unzipped the bag.

“Today is June 22^nd.It’s not even my birthday, then what da? “, she asked in anticipation.

He took the card and gave it to her, with his hands shivering.

“Oh invitation, do you want to marry now itself”, she said and laughed as it was the funniest joke in the world.

“Open it Anju”, he pleaded.

She stopped laughing.10 inch laughing mouth shirked to inch speechless mouth.

“What’s this Pranav? Have you gone mad? She asked ferociously”

“I think you know how to read it”, he said silently, seeing her shining black shoes.

“I know idiot, but what the hell you have done here”

“Anju, you can take this invitation as my love proposal or marriage proposal but all I what to is – I LOVE YOU DEAR”

“Stop the non-sense Pranav” she shouted, Even the sun went to hide back behind the clouds.

Pranav moved a step backwards.

“But please Anju consider it”, When he was saying, the school bus had made its arrival.

She was even more beautiful in her angry face, which reminded him the furious face of Actress Meena in Paalayathu Amman.

They boarded the bus and things were as usual for everyone except for two persons.