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Dream
Pattotie cafe, the most popular and best reviewed cafe in that town, usually most crowded area in the town. Usually, the college couples can be found at the cafe on every night, so this cafe is the reason for long-standing queue in the court jk
, nd everyone on Saturday and Sunday nightsBut that day , the cafe looks strange.
~It was a summer monsoon time, the whole cafe is kind of empty , hardly one find any customer there, so it wasn't crowded it actually supposed to be . So Jinnu & Hunny chilling their time with our own Ilayaraja
..Time slowly passes, there is a girl name Monica who sits inside the cafe and she is the best story writer in this town. And a guy with blue t-shirt with peacock image hugged his chest came in. Both of his cute arms are thoroughly covered in ink down to his knuckles couple of Tattoo on his neck, Neatly comb over the cut, scythe-shaped eyebrows, he sits his hipster glasses higher on his nose, gentle masculine, his orbs are as dark as night, his shoulder were tightening off.. Being honest, the way he looks , it was hard for any girls not to stare
Usually, monica is a girl who doesn't usually take a decision at the spur of the moment, she ruminate about the days whether the decision she took will lead to disastrous in her life, but out of nowhere , his great charm ufff hard to resist to make her look him at the spur of the moment.
As a town celebrated author tried her best to maintain her fame, in her senses , she has to to keep her eyes off from him and started looking at her books casually.she rolls her eyes but unable to hide her intense blush on her pale cheeks.But the next scene , it made her little surprise and blush, a woody citrus blended aroma made its way to her, (ohho readers already guessed oouh
)..out of all the empty seats in the cafe , he chose to sit opposite to her in the same table.Since she is a famous author, she always getting a phone call for interview, book review, blah blah blah...Busy girl
Her phone rang with sexy ringtone which she setted up few days backShe had a call from his so called imaginary boyfriend who came from somewhere few days back and they had a plan to hangout that day, so he politely called & asked " where are you? How much time will you need to reach the place where we planned ?
Then she replied “ To reach there haaaaaaan 1 hr atleast.....I'll call you when I would reach. Tatazz. " she cuts the call.
He starts a conversation like “ Are you getting late for your date ?"
Monica in her mind ( Boy , if in anyway you wanted to know whether I do have a date or not you could have choose some other way, why this.But who could started the conversation like this
)She replied in a subtle manner “ No, I am just going to see an old friend."
He then completely changing the topic said
“ You seem strange , two-three people here is using their smartphones and you are siting with books and still, staring everyone around."
He replied “ I haven't interested in smartphones at all and ahmm I'm not staring I am observing , as a writer I am supposed to look at little humanly behaviours and etch details.".
He said in curiousity “ Oh so you are an author , those who use words to manipulate people's emotions right ? ".
She replied with a set back “ Excuse Me , manipulate isn't the right word , authors would take it as an offence. And I'm not officially an author yet, I just like to write."
Suddenly he said “ Do you write stories ? "
She nodded beautifully and affirmed “ Yes."
He abruptly said “ Would you mind writing a story on my life ? "
She was stunned ( Not everyday you come across a stranger who asks you to write about his life ).
Then she took 10 seconds to reply “ Sorry , why would you tell your life story to a complete stranger in a cafe? And what is your life story indeed you seem quite young to have a biography of your own , what have you spend like just 20-25 years of life till now, if I'm not mistaken."
“ 21, 21 long years Miss". He replied with a hardened tone.
Further he added “ I'm comfortable as I don't know why but I feel atleast you won't judge me also I have heard writers are good listeners Liesterns need a listeners too...A little purpose of mine is attached with this story and don't you worry, you said one hr and for me 40 Minutes are more than enough for me to tell you everything in brief.”
She didn't know what to say exactly , as she is talking to a kind of nice yet with creep vibes stranger who is ready to tell her everything about his life.But Deep down in her but it was an opportunity as a writer to know someone's story , love to listen and who knows it might turn out well that I get a plot to write about and even if not then also the next 40 minutes instead of looking at random people she can listen to something intriguing.
So she affirmed and said “ Okay then , let's start over with this , ugghhhhh if you don't mind can I record this ? As if I would write on you later, this would help me"
Little distressed he said “ No. You can take notes but can't record ".
She said firmly “ Fine. Say what should I know about you ".
He took a deep breath and calmed himself. Slightly then he started to say “My parents , they are Doctors.They are the most compassionate, polite ones out there. But I never got even a pinch of love , care , attention from them as they were always busy in saving lives of people. All I had was a nanny and few servants who took care of me. I craved for little , just a little bit of my parents attention but my paintings , winning trophies , fights at school weren't more important than their patients and their lives. I never blamed my parents , but as a teen I was vulnerable I used to get into severe fights , do mischievous things just to get a some attention of my parents, in their scolding I used to look for love. It didn't fetch me their love but it made me famous in school , rude attitudous guy " Arjun Reddy of my school" "complete opposite of his parents.
Monica interrupted and said “ That's sad , but your parents do love you for sure. And you have got a nice name Arjun”. ( Oh that was so sick of me to say that , why my brain why do I have to compliment his name.)
He smirked and with little lightness said “ Yaa they do. And please do not interrupt , I have only 38 minutes and a lot to say.”
She replied quite embarrassed “ Yaa, I'll keep my mouth shut.” zipped...
He continued “I grew up and went to college , I was half mad till then , I used to be this bad guy even there due to my anger issues but I used to be quite good with girls.
But then one day I met her , Poonguzhali.
She was different while other girls used to have a crush on me she always made fun of me or rather she loved to argue ,and soon she became my little muchkin yet scrumpy Bestie. She filled the void I had , for the very first time I felt I had all the emotions within me affection , anger , happiness , sadness all of that, I was in love finally. I started to adore every single bit of her and I reached a point where I could turn the world upside down just to get a 5 minute talk with her.
I was damn crazy about her, it was hard to hide my feelings for her but more than hard to confess either. I thought she knows , but when that one day I confessed whatever I felt, she hugged me and said she respects my feelings and for my infinite love she can only offer friendship and care in return.
I cried that day , I cried a lot, and deleted her contact even. I wanted to avoid her but I wasn't able to do that as I was totally addicted to her , so for easing my pain I did what I shouldn't have. I took drugs, I thought I would take it just for once but little did I know I entered a never ending cycle.
Then the day came when I destroyed everything, I came to know that poo was dating someone and this rumour burned my heart. In the intoxication of drugs I went to her ,and to the one I used to call the love of my life I did the most inappropriate immoral thing a man would do. I...”
With frustrated tone I abruptly said “ You did what ?"
“I harrassed her , abused her... It seemed like I vent out all my devastation over her. I turned into a beast that night , I did the most dreadful abhorrent things to her , she never deserved that. The moment it was over , I realised what sort of sin I committed. I didn't harrassed her but don't know seriously what I did, but I won't hide the fact that I tried but as a part of me loved her more than anyone in this world realised that she was in pain. Watching her with a striked injury with blood gushing out , she was unconscious it was the most horrendous scene I ever saw and my soul started to weep. But when she looked upto me she had concern instead of hate in her eyes and even when she was panting in agony she asked “ Are you okay ".
Everything ended , I knew she is an angel and I'm a devil of hell so I should be in hell. I left her there , I didn't apologize as it felt of no use what I did to her was unforgivable. I ran to the topmost floor of the building and then when I stood over the fence , I apologised to God for what I have done and I , I jumped.
Monica was stunned , judging someone isn't her thing but his cruelty was shoving in at the same time when she could feel the pain in his eyes , So she gathered some courage and said “ You , you didn't have to do that. What you did was wrong , but trying to kill yourself for that wasn't fair ".
He said then “ I didn't know what was fair back then and what not , what I only knew was I wanted to end the guilt part and heartache I was going through. The look in her eyes that night always remind me how unfair I was to her.
I was lying there with blood rushing out of the severe head injury , my bones were thrashed and before even experiencing the pain , my vision got blurred and I was left unconscious , don't know who took me to the hospital , throughout this my whole life was playing in a loop in front of my eyes. My parents , my craving for love , poo her smile , her tender care and all those moments I spend with her. And at last that look in her eyes.
Last thing from the hospital bed I remember is that when my parents came to the hospital my mother was sobbing and shouting my name again and again and doctor was saying sorry we couldn't SAVE HIM. We are sorry for your loss , but your son is DEAD now. “
Monica took a minute to process things , as she was confused with the words Couldn't save him and dead. And suddenly then she said “ Sorry I heard you wrong maybe , dead ?.."
He said “ No you heard me right , I died that day , that is six months ago".
Monica was annoyed and frustrated and said in anger “ Look Mister sitting here alive making fun on death seems fun but death isn't a joke alright. And from the last 40 minutes I'm listening to your stuff doesn't mean that I blindly believe your words. I thought you might be a good person by heart but no you are some kind of a creep prankster that's all."
He gasped and took a second, " Do you find a mirror window opposite to us?"
Monica said" Are you crazy? Am talking seriously man ?"
He said again “ Look at the window Miss."
Then monica slowly saw the mirror and
He said firmly “ Do you see yourself ? "
“ Yes ". I replied.
“ Do you see someone sitting beside you ". he said.
“ NO" I said with fear gushing out of me and my heart pounding at 140 as I felt my trembling legs , sweat was all over my face.
(In Monica's mind) What the f*** was going on , I looked at him and I looked at the window again he was right there in front of me but his reflection wasn't there in the window mirror .I slapped myself twice thrice as I felt I must be dreaming , it's a dream.
But he was still there staring at me and asking
“could you write my story ? Can you apologise from her through it , do tell her I loved her the most, too much that I knew I wasn't someone who should be around her in her closest proximity. Tell her she doesn't have to forgive me , she should hate me, and suddenly his voice swapped into a one female voice which resembles like kuyil voice announcing
“ Time is almost 11 and the cafe will close soon, dears".
And suddenly Monica woke up , it was just a dream.
When she stood up and just passed the door , but still a deep bass voice said “ Would you write my story Miss? "
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Nalla vela itha na midnight la padikala...Dream
Pattotie cafe, the most popular and best reviewed cafe in that town, usually most crowded are in the area. Usually, the college couples can be found at the cafe on every night, so this cafe is the reason for long-standing queue in the court jk
But that day , the cafe looks strange.
~It was a summer monsoon time, the whole cafe is kind of empty , hardly one find any customer there, so it wasn't crowded it actually supposed to be . So Jinnu & Hunny chilling their time with our own Ilayaraja
Time slowly passes, there is a girl name Monica who sits inside the cafe and she is the best story writer in this town. And a guy with blue t-shirt with peacock image hugged his chest came in. Both of his cute arms are thoroughly covered in ink down to his knuckles couple of Tattoo on his neck, Neatly comb over the cut, scythe-shaped eyebrows, he sits his hipster glasses higher on his nose, gentle masculine, his orbs are as dark as night, his shoulder were tightening off.. Being honest, the way he looks , it was hard for any girls not to stare
Usually, monica is a girl who doesn't usually take a decision at the spur of the moment, she ruminate about the days whether the decision she took will lead to disastrous in her life, but out of nowhere , his great charm ufff hard to resist to make her look him at the spur of the moment.
As a town celebrated author tried her best to maintain her fame, in her senses , she has to to keep her eyes off from him and started looking at her books casually.she rolls her eyes but unable to hide her intense blush on her pale cheeks.But the next scene , it made her little surprise and blush, a woody citrus blended aroma made its way to her, (ohho readers already guessed oouh
Since she is a famous author, she always getting a phone call for interview, book review, blah blah blah...Busy girl
She had a call from his so called imaginary boyfriend who came from somewhere few days back and they had a plan to hangout that day, so he politely called & asked " where are you? How much time will you need to reach the place where we planned ?
Then she replied “ To reach there haaaaaaan 1 hr atleast.....I'll call you when I would reach. Tatazz. " she cuts the call.
He starts a conversation like “ Are you getting late for your date ?"
Monica in her mind ( Boy , if in anyway you wanted to know whether I do have a date or not you could have choose some other way, why this.But who could started the conversation like this
She replied in a subtle manner “ No, I am just going to see an old friend."
He then completely changing the topic said
“ You seem strange , two-three people here is using their smartphones and you are siting with books and still, staring everyone around."
He replied “ I haven't interested in smartphones at all and ahmm I'm not staring I am observing , as a writer I am supposed to look at little humanly behaviours and etch details.".
He said in curiousity “ Oh so you are an author , those who use words to manipulate people's emotions right ? ".
She replied with a set back “ Excuse Me , manipulate isn't the right word , authors would take it as an offence. And I'm not officially an author yet, I just like to write."
Suddenly he said “ Do you write stories ? "
She nodded beautifully and affirmed “ Yes."
He abruptly said “ Would you mind writing a story on my life ? "
She was stunned ( Not everyday you come across a stranger who asks you to write about his life ).
Then she took 10 seconds to reply “ Sorry , why would you tell your life story to a complete stranger in a cafe? And what is your life story indeed you seem quite young to have a biography of your own , what have you spend like just 20-25 years of life till now, if I'm not mistaken."
“ 21, 21 long years Miss". He replied with a hardened tone.
Further he added “ I'm comfortable as I don't know why but I feel atleast you won't judge me also I have heard writers are good listeners Liesterns need a listeners too...A little purpose of mine is attached with this story and don't you worry, you said one hr and for me 40 Minutes are more than enough for me to tell you everything in brief.”
She didn't know what to say exactly , as she is talking to a kind of nice yet with creep vibes stranger who is ready to tell her everything about his life.But Deep down in her but it was an opportunity as a writer to know someone's story , love to listen and who knows it might turn out well that I get a plot to write about and even if not then also the next 40 minutes instead of looking at random people she can listen to something intriguing.
So she affirmed and said “ Okay then , let's start over with this , ugghhhhh if you don't mind can I record this ? As if I would write on you later, this would help me"
Little distressed he said “ No. You can take notes but can't record ".
She said firmly “ Fine. Say what should I know about you ".
He took a deep breath and calmed himself. Slightly then he started to say “My parents , they are Doctors.They are the most compassionate, polite ones out there. But I never got even a pinch of love , care , attention from them as they were always busy in saving lives of people. All I had was a nanny and few servants who took care of me. I craved for little , just a little bit of my parents attention but my paintings , winning trophies , fights at school weren't more important than their patients and their lives. I never blamed my parents , but as a teen I was vulnerable I used to get into severe fights , do mischievous things just to get a some attention of my parents, in their scolding I used to look for love. It didn't fetch me their love but it made me famous in school , rude attitudous guy " Arjun Reddy of my school" "complete opposite of his parents.
Monica interrupted and said “ That's sad , but your parents do love you for sure. And you have got a nice name Arjun”. ( Oh that was so sick of me to say that , why my brain why do I have to compliment his name.)
He smirked and with little lightness said “ Yaa they do. And please do not interrupt , I have only 38 minutes and a lot to say.”
She replied quite embarrassed “ Yaa, I'll keep my mouth shut.” zipped...
He continued “I grew up and went to college , I was half mad till then , I used to be this bad guy even there due to my anger issues but I used to be quite good with girls.
But then one day I met her , Poonguzhali.
She was different while other girls used to have a crush on me she always made fun of me or rather she loved to argue ,and soon she became my little muchkin yet scrumpy Bestie. She filled the void I had , for the very first time I felt I had all the emotions within me affection , anger , happiness , sadness all of that, I was in love finally. I started to adore every single bit of her and I reached a point where I could turn the world upside down just to get a 5 minute talk with her.
I was damn crazy about her, it was hard to hide my feelings for her but more than hard to confess either. I thought she knows , but when that one day I confessed whatever I felt, she hugged me and said she respects my feelings and for my infinite love she can only offer friendship and care in return.
I cried that day , I cried a lot, and deleted her contact even. I wanted to avoid her but I wasn't able to do that as I was totally addicted to her , so for easing my pain I did what I shouldn't have. I took drugs, I thought I would take it just for once but little did I know I entered a never ending cycle.
Then the day came when I destroyed everything, I came to know that poo was dating someone and this rumour burned my heart. In the intoxication of drugs I went to her ,and to the one I used to call the love of my life I did the most inappropriate immoral thing a man would do. I...”
With frustrated tone I abruptly said “ You did what ?"
“I harrassed her , abused her... It seemed like I vent out all my devastation over her. I turned into a beast that night , I did the most dreadful abhorrent things to her , she never deserved that. The moment it was over , I realised what sort of sin I committed. I didn't harrassed her but don't know seriously what I did, but I won't hide the fact that I tried but as a part of me loved her more than anyone in this world realised that she was in pain. Watching her with a striked injury with blood gushing out , she was unconscious it was the most horrendous scene I ever saw and my soul started to weep. But when she looked upto me she had concern instead of hate in her eyes and even when she was panting in agony she asked “ Are you okay ".
Everything ended , I knew she is an angel and I'm a devil of hell so I should be in hell. I left her there , I didn't apologize as it felt of no use what I did to her was unforgivable. I ran to the topmost floor of the building and then when I stood over the fence , I apologised to God for what I have done and I , I jumped.
Monica was stunned , judging someone isn't her thing but his cruelty was shoving in at the same time when she could feel the pain in his eyes , So she gathered some courage and said “ You , you didn't have to do that. What you did was wrong , but trying to kill yourself for that wasn't fair ".
He said then “ I didn't know what was fair back then and what not , what I only knew was I wanted to end the guilt part and heartache I was going through. The look in her eyes that night always remind me how unfair I was to her.
I was lying there with blood rushing out of the severe head injury , my bones were thrashed and before even experiencing the pain , my vision got blurred and I was left unconscious , don't know who took me to the hospital , throughout this my whole life was playing in a loop in front of my eyes. My parents , my craving for love , poo her smile , her tender care and all those moments I spend with her. And at last that look in her eyes.
Last thing from the hospital bed I remember is that when my parents came to the hospital my mother was sobbing and shouting my name again and again and doctor was saying sorry we couldn't SAVE HIM. We are sorry for your loss , but your son is DEAD now. “
Monica took a minute to process things , as she was confused with the words Couldn't save him and dead. And suddenly then she said “ Sorry I heard you wrong maybe , dead ?.."
He said “ No you heard me right , I died that day , that is six months ago".
Monica was annoyed and frustrated and said in anger “ Look Mister sitting here alive making fun on death seems fun but death isn't a joke alright. And from the last 40 minutes I'm listening to your stuff doesn't mean that I blindly believe your words. I thought you might be a good person by heart but no you are some kind of a creep prankster that's all."
He gasped and took a second, " Do you find a mirror window opposite to us?"
Monica said" Are you crazy? Am taking seriously man ?"
He said again “ Look at the window Miss."
Then monica slowly saw the mirror and
He said firmly “ Do you see yourself ? "
“ Yes ". I replied.
“ Do you see someone sitting beside you ". he said.
“ NO" I said with fear gushing out of me and my heart pounding at 140 as I felt my trembling legs , sweat was all over my face.
(In Monica's mind) What the f*** was going on , I looked at him and I looked at the window again he was right there in front of me but his reflection wasn't there in the window mirror .I slapped myself twice thrice as I felt I must be dreaming , it's a dream.
But he was still there staring at me and asking
“could you write my story ? Can you apologise from her through it , do tell her I loved her the most, too much that I knew I wasn't someone who should be around her in her closest proximity. Tell her she doesn't have to forgive me , she should hate me, and suddenly his voice swapped into a one female voice which resembles like kuyil voice announcing
“ Time is almost 11 and the cafe will close soon, dears".
And suddenly Monica woke up , it was just a dream.
When she stood up and just passed the door , but still a deep bass voice said “ Would you write my story Miss? "
Adapaavi... Azhaga story sollitu... Peai-nu soltiye....
Peai valam varaku enga cafe tha kedachutha da paniyara mandaiya...
Paei nga irukkura edathula dan paei varum
Midnight la padikala nu soldra alavukku dan kadaila onnum illa
Dream
Pattotie cafe, the most popular and best reviewed cafe in that town, usually most crowded are in the area. Usually, the college couples can be found at the cafe on every night, so this cafe is the reason for long-standing queue in the court jk
But that day , the cafe looks strange.
~It was a summer monsoon time, the whole cafe is kind of empty , hardly one find any customer there, so it wasn't crowded it actually supposed to be . So Jinnu & Hunny chilling their time with our own Ilayaraja
Usually, monica is a girl who doesn't usually take a decision at the spur of the moment, she ruminate about the days whether the decision she took will lead to disastrous in her life, but out of nowhere , his great charm ufff hard to resist to make her look him at the spur of the moment.
As a town celebrated author tried her best to maintain her fame, in her senses , she has to to keep her eyes off from him and started looking at her books casually.she rolls her eyes but unable to hide her intense blush on her pale cheeks.But the next scene , it made her little surprise and blush, a woody citrus blended aroma made its way to her, (ohho readers already guessed oouh
Since she is a famous author, she always getting a phone call for interview, book review, blah blah blah...Busy girl
She had a call from his so called imaginary boyfriend who came from somewhere few days back and they had a plan to hangout that day, so he politely called & asked " where are you? How much time will you need to reach the place where we planned ?
Then she replied “ To reach there haaaaaaan 1 hr atleast.....I'll call you when I would reach. Tatazz. " she cuts the call.
He starts a conversation like “ Are you getting late for your date ?"
Monica in her mind ( Boy , if in anyway you wanted to know whether I do have a date or not you could have choose some other way, why this.But who could started the conversation like this
Usharaa ipove no soltan...
Aththaadiiii ..
Woowieeee da Dev
Athu oru as usual mask pottu fun pantu suthitu iruntha day.View attachment 146789
Maybe ithu last day ah irukalam bt ithu yarukum theriathu... 2 days ku munnathan birthday mudunchu...
Thanks elam soliachu, aapdiye kelambuvom.
Tak tak tak... Wooofff...Ila namma decide pantom apadiye disappear agiduvom...
Someone is knocking door...
Ila namma sonnathuku reply thane irukum jst react pantu poiduvom...
Click... View attachment 146790
Ithu ennada ithu,ingayum oru essay writer....
Oh god...
Pls wait ithu en mirror ah...View attachment 146791
Ila ila ithu full ah English ah pesuthu...Oru vela ennoda English version ah irukumo...
Poru adutha pakkam ennanu papom...
Hmmm mmm Haahaannn...
Yedungada antha guitar ah... View attachment 146792ஏதோ செய்கிறாய்
எனை ஏதோ செய்கிறாய்
என்னை என்னிடம் நீ அறிமுகம் செய்கிறாய்...
இந்த நிமிடம் நெஞ்சினுள் இனிக்கிறதே!!!
Ennoda theadal inga ilanu nenacha nerathula na pathathu...View attachment 146801
இருவர் மட்டும் நெனையும் மழையடிக்கும்...
Undefined Bond
இரு கண் கொண்ட தூரம்
போல் தள்ளி இரு போதும்...
Haaahaaannn...Enakum
மீட்டாத வீணை தருகின்ற ராகம்
மௌனம் பேசும் மொழியெல்லாம் பிடிக்கும்
Then finnally intha day intha sec nu exact ah solla therila bt my patchi solluchu... View attachment 146796
Then I realized that
I see U in Me &
I see Me in U!!!
Then u make ma
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Then unna pathi padika arambichen...View attachment 146805 Yepo entha mood la irunthalum antha love matum maarave ila...View attachment 146806
Yevalo time venanu thooki potalum, thirumba thirumba thedura antha eyes...View attachment 146808
So Here I'm with u...
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Tik Tik...
R u cmng frm Addams family???
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and all together quite impossible to describe!!!Awww... Wednesday!!!
Exactly suits for u!!!Avaloda yella activities layum i felt u...
Fridge and AC room vida anga peaceful ah irukula... Enakum pakathula place pott vai...
Black and White... ❥Dark Lover!!!❥
My Dreams came true today
With you
Ma Girly Girl..!
@Sekziii KuyiL
Happy 1st meet Anniversary
You will grow old with me
&
I will grow old with you
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Antha coffee pakka!!!View attachment 146817
Wish to travel with u Lot more years pattu
stay healthy and happy !My crazy story writer lol Im thinkin to start a cafe now ..with same features oike what u hav depicted ..btw the twist lol nice as for story sake ..bt playing with the word "death" i won't do that in real life .. ! Anyway vry well pointed hun is indeed a partner in crime ..and so u r patootie
It was a drizzling night time, our charming city remains such silent so that we clearly hear the heartbeat sound of the city which was never heard so far, one corner of the city , beautiful aesthetic coffee shop !
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Jinnu was so exhausted which clearly reflecting in her face, still she wears a smily face and handling the customers passionately .
while doing her work, she was interrupted by one of the customer and asked, "Hey gorgeous, can we spend some time together now if you are free?".Jinnu replied plesantly, " yes sir, how can I help you now". Then the customer introduced himself and said , "I'm Deva", he nodded.
Such a romantic name it was, but sir, still the question is same ," how can I help you?".
Actually, i noticed you for a while, the way you carry the charm was so amazing to acknowledge , kind a unique charm you have! So you own this cafe?
(Jinnu realised that deva tried his best to flirt with her
Yes sir, but not completely owned by me, it was a dream cafe for us, she replied.
Deva : "Us"? Am confused now, you and who?your partner?
Jinnu: Maybe partner in crime, singing, teasing, everything! 7 years before, when we studied in clg, when i was talking about this cafe dream, Hunny was laughed out loud and staring me like it will never happen anyway.
Deva : Hunny? Shall i call her hunbae? Sounds cute
Jinnu: Lol, you may , but she never came again to appreciate that pet name you gave to her anymore..you know what, she was a drizzle in my garden which beautifully helps to blossom this jinnu flower, she was my other half who constantly besides me to overcome my hurdles.we used to share everything from crush we have to big life changing decision which actually crushed our life lol.
You might heard- panda can't live without bamboo, like a way Jinnu can't live without Hunny..she was the one who knew me inside out. Such a besttttttt friends we were. Though the cafe is my dream project, she actually sacrifice her dream and stood besides me..From the venue selection to decorating the whole interior of this cafe is completely her idea.To be honest, being a business minded ,i thought this location won't work but i never conveyed this to her, but she proved me wrong. We actually worked day and night to make this dream into reality. This cafe always been a symbol of our bond like how Tajmahal symbolising love.
Deva : were? Confused again! But I must say, the interior design is freakingly amazing, the beautiful Mayil(peacock) and kuyil( cuckoo bird) designs everywhere, soothing Raja songs playing romantically all around
Jinnu: Three years ago, exactly 18th December 2019, did you look that terrace which was amazingly carved out now? But that day was the opening ceremony of this cafe, so alot of pending works still there, terrace without fence around, we both had champagne bottles to celebrate that memorable day!
Hunny says, " Jinnu do you remember exactly how our first conversation began in clg? You were the one who comfort me in the very first day of my college life when i was terribly struggling with homesick. You cared me like how my mom cares me in my home & you teach me so many life lessons which i was never taught by anyone. Swim and sink together kinda bond we have.. Finally we did this, turns out our dreams into reality.
For which i replied - Hunny, it's just a beginning, together we can win this world, can achieve anything ---which really means together, throughout the life and end of the life. And how come I forget our very first meeting, so much of innocence flowing in your face lol. Couldn't imagine how the days flies like a butter in the sun. Fast & melting, from the innocent loaf to now independent women but still you never lose your innocence di.. Actually we played sun and moon kindaa bond di. When i was a moon , you played sun role and vice versa! The sun always radiates it's warmth and allowing the moon to shine and to be itself.
(While saying this, Jinnu became unconscious, unmanageable - biggg shout , "Hunny, save me". When hunny tried to save her, unfortunately hunny felled, she fell infront of Jinnu's eyes , Jinnu couldn't do anything)
I got my conscious immediately and rushed to hospital immediately with her, but doctor said, "She is no more". I was completely blank in mind, i can't believe what all happened infront of my eyes. I cried a lot, i blabbering all things before her body. I thanked her, for be with me from the very first day of clg life. But i didn't thanked her for saving my life now, because I am not thankful for that.
Deva : i can't imagine what kind of pain you went through, i don't know what to say right now to console you, but don't worry, this cafe always stays as her memory.
Jinnu : Did I say anytime she is not with me right now? As i said earlier, we always together after the end of the life, you know what, whenever i started this dialogue, " Machi, enakku life la ellame nee dan di", she always completes the rest.
Suddenly a euphonic voice from behind the Deva came, " Left na left, Right na Right nu un pinnadi un koodavae vanduthae iruppan".
Deva looked back, a girl was standing there. Deva got scared, he was completely drenched in sweats, he immediately took his wallet and rushed towards the door, he didnt look back for once.
Adiyae Jinnu, " one more time?" Same slipped from terrace story? How many times you gonna kill me with this interesting story !" A huge laugher burst between us. But that guy really looked worry and tried to console you, traitor you are ! He was so cute btw..
Jinnu : Aaahan, indeed he was, Mr.Handsome
Prachanai la izhuthu vidrathum, athae prachanai la irundu save panrathum orae aala
Maa story without songs, never :
Thozhi devi cafe thediu
Varugiradhae viraivinilae
Colour colour kanavugal vizhigalilae
Unakenavae ulaginilae piranthavalae
Naan vaangum moochi kaatru unadallava..
Un thegam oodum ratham enathallavaa...
Neenda kaala uravidu lesaaa..
Neenda kaalam thodaranum lesaa
thanks alot for appreciating not only us but me with her ..which many won't do ..yew r one idiot who admires the person u like in all possible ways ..ur cute and warm ..I liked the phrase "butter in the sun" lol ..stick aside always patootie and patoos
With you Pattu
My crazy story writer lol Im thinkin to start a cafe now ..with same features oike what u hav depicted ..btw the twist lol nice as for story sake ..bt playing with the word "death" i won't do that in real life .. ! Anyway vry well pointed hun is indeed a partner in crime ..and so u r patootie
don't forget to add your jerry as ur cafe partner when yew doAm just learning to create some plot twist
..you are 916: 24 carat pure gold in real life,so I make it some imaginary story to let yew know how you aren't sometimesAnyway vry well pointed hun is indeed a partner in crime ..and so u r patootie
We r just Akka-vin vizhudugalWe can do anything to make ourself and loved one's happy
Thats the mantra !
DevAwww, someone on cloud nine, i once told yew, starting a cafe is one of the bucket list i have , So ma Tom
Am just learning to create some plot twist
Yew are a crime leader
We can do anything to make ourself and loved one's happy
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