A magical bond

The garden

Shivangi stood up and hesitating a little ashvin followed her. She led him upstairs to a small but cozy terrace garden. It had pretty flowers and even a few vegetable creepers. In the soft evening light the place looked  welcoming. There was a small greenhouse like area covered with a shed and a couple of beaches. Shivangi pointed to that

Shivangi- Anga ukarlama??

They walked over to sit shivangi sat down in a bench. The nench was kind of small for two people.  Ashvin considered it and was about to go sit opposite.

Shivangi- Sutham.. Neega poi antha pakam ukarathinga. Avlo thurathula irutha epidi peaarthu.. ingaye ukarunga..

He sat down next to her.

Ashvin- Garden azhaga iruku.. Very well maintained. Simple but beautiful.

He thought it was just like her. No airs and fancies. She was unlike any girl he had met in her simple tracks and shirt she was not one would call a beauty. But to his eyes she looked perfect. Her eyes shone and smiled genuinely. She radiated a warmth and  positivity he had missed so badly for a month. Just sitting next to her was such a happy feeling. This was the feeling he always had around her just pure joy.

Shivangi- Ithu amma voda hobby. Avanga most evenings inga than spend panuvanga..  Pujaikaga poo valaka armbitchaga athuve osru garden ah mariduchu..   Antha pakam vegetables kuda iruku. Neraya ila but sometimes just a few cooking ku use panuvim.

She was silent for a second..

Shivangi-  Romba sorry ashvinu. Appa apidi solirkakudathu.. Apidi soluvar nu na ethirpakala.. Ungalala..

Ashvin- Cha cha. Avar sonathu.. Thapu ila actuala na thank panananum. Ana.. Ivlo nambikai en mela.. Na ethirpakala. Athuku na wortha ah nu kuda therila.. Antha alavuku na onume panala..

Shivangi smiled- Ungaluku unga worth therila ashvinu. Ethulayume.. Neega oru pakka gentleman nu enga veetla theriyum. Athan intha nambikai.. But athuku ungala force pana kudathu. Antha show pana pidikalana enakaga please panathinga..

Ashvin mv- Unkaga than pana kudathu nu neichen aana ipa..

Ashvin- Hmm. Puriyuthu.. Enaku.. Time venum.. na  yosichu solrene.. Nee kashta pada mata ila..

Shivangi- Ada ila. Ithu Unga choice. Ana appa matum intha mathiri neikala. Ungaluku matum solren appa solala nalaum neega no solirtha nanum no solirpen. Appa kita atha sola vendam nu than ungaluku matum solren.

Ashivin could not help but ask.- En??

Shivangi - Athu apidi than.

Ashvin- En kuda pazhaginathula easy ya irukum nu neikariya.. Ana nee enga iruthalum seri anga easy ya mingle aiduva.. Nee bayapadave vendam..

Shivangi- Irukalam. Ana.. Antha mathri script la ungala thavira vera yar kudayum nadika enaku pidkala.

She said it simply without a any hesitation. His heart skipped a beat thought. This was it she would say something like this in passing without knowing how much it affected him. He knew she had a crush on him, but he also knew she did not overthink it more than that, not like him. She lived for the moment. She was a a innocent girl whose feelings were pure and uncomplicated. He on the other hand, had complicated feelings for her. Genuine feelings he had not for anyone else before, but it was not just for the moment. He could not think like that.

Ashvin had accepted this fact in the days after cwc. She was someone who had squirmed her way into her heart and built a home. It sounded corny but it was the truth.