The Magical Duo

Story of Adipoli - 2

"Anniku namma select panna tune e finalize pannidalam"

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"Male portion yaaruku nu neenga decide pannikonga. But female portion Sivaangi ku irundha nalla irukum nu naa yosichen"

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"Naa innum avanga kitta itha pathi pesala. Avangaluku song pidichirundha request panni kettu paapom avangala paada solli"

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"Apdi illa Siddhu, (chuckles) yaara irundhalum avanga viruppa pattu tha entha project um accept pannanum. Athuvum naa organize panna team la specifically ellaroda muzhu manasum involve aagi, santhoshama work pannanum; pidichu Vela paakanum. Kadamai nu ninacho, illa en mela irukra respect kagavo, illa forceful aavo intha team la yaarume iruka koodathu"

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"Intha vishayathula ennikume compromise illa bro. Enga personal life vera professional life vera. Personal life la oruthar mela oruthar ku irukra urimai, professional life la kidaiyadhu. The gap between our personal and professional lives can never be bridged together. They are poles apart from one another"

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"Ok Siddhu. I'll call you back later, line la innoru call varudhu"

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"Ethana murai thank pannalum pathadhu Ashwineey, Oru live Enna, ethana varusham aanalum intha song pathi enkkitta yaar kettalum unna pathi sollamalo, illa thank pannamalo iruka mudiyadhu. Innum kooda ithu Oru kanavu maadhiri tha iruku enakku"

Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke those words.

"Sivaangi ma, ethana murai ithe maadhiri solli azhuva. Ipdi nee azhudhute irundha last time nee azhudhapo Enna punishment kudutheno athe maadhiri intha muraiyum seiven", he smirked with a naughty glint in his eyes.

"Ada chi.. Po ashwineey", she blushed as she smacked his shoulder.

"No no no no no, punishment kudutha tha sari varum nu ninakren naan", said Ashwin as he approached her smiling coquettishly.

She closed her eyes in anticipation and a slight tint of redness rose to her cheeks but frowned immediately as she was disturbed by a loud feminine voice calling out her name.

Opening her eyes, she glanced at her mom arranging her washed up clothes in the cupboard while rebuking her for sleeping till 1 in the afternoon unmindful of the consequences of doing so, as it would create an imbalance in her hormones. More than rising up from sleep, the sudden realization that her encounter with Ashwin was nothing more than a dream saddened her.

Waking up from bed has always been a heinous task for Sivaangi. Huffing at her mom, she slowly slide through her blanket and placed her foot on the floor and reached out to her mobile on the side table extending her arm.

(I'm not much convenient with Malayalam. So I've used Tamil as the standard language for conversations.)

"Ezhundhadhe late uh. Ithula vera udane phone tha paakanuma?"

"Maa, naa epdiyum maara poradhilla. Ethuku ipdi pesi pesi tired aaganum nee? Better invest your time and energy in teaching your students with your soulful voice"

"Aama aama, naa sonna kekka maata tha, aana solravanga sonna kettupiye. Anga solli tha unna thiruthanum"

Sivaangi frowned in confusion as to where their convo was leading to.

"Oru kutty pottu vachuko nethiyila nu ethana murai sollirupom naanum unga periyammavum. Oru naal kooda enga pechu kettu pottu vachukittadhu illa. Athe unga aalu ore murai sonnar, 'pottu vacha azhaga iruka' nu, atha kettadhula irundhu pottu vekkama velila poradhe illa"

"Apdilam.... illa maa.... Enakku pidichiruku athanala pannren.... Vera onnum illa...." she dragged but her mom nevertheless noticed the flush on her face at the mention of her Kulu Kulu's comment.

"Kadhai vittadhu podhum. Phone vachutu poi velaya paaru", she smirked and went away.

Sivaangi recalled the events that happened on the day Ashwin visited their home for lunch upon her parents' request. During a casual banter between mom and daughter, she mocked at her daughter for claiming to be a tomboy, vehemently refusing to wear a saree or bindi even during a special occasion or festival at home. That's when Ashwin casually blurted out that she looked so gorgeous in saree and the "kutty pottu" on her forehead added a tinge of divinity to her already beautiful face. He was so lost in his thoughts when he made that statement visualizing her Anu ma'am getup in CWC and was gawking at her unabashedly heedless of the people around him. A loud, unsuppressed cough from Vinayak broke his trance and he immediately rubbed his nape bending down his head smiling bashfully while Sivaangi blushed uncontrollably.

A notification from her mobile broke her line of thoughts and she opened her IG account scrolling down her feed, frequently smiling whenever she came across 'their edits and pictures'. A glimpse of the dream popped into her head clouding the clear, limpid state of mind with puzzlement.

Singing for Ashwin has been something which she yearned for more than any exotic flavor of icecream. Forget being a lead singer, if given a chance to perform in chorus for a song which Ashwin is a part of, she would never hesitate even a bit and heartily render the song without encompassing the slightest reluctance in mind.

She got reminded of an adage which claims that dreams envisioned during daylight often come true. As in cue, the sound of her grumbling stomach blared a 'yes' and she shook her head deciding not to further entangle her not so complicated trail of thoughts. She placed the AirPod on her ear not before dialling Ashwin's number eagerly waiting on the call to hear him utter Sivaangi ma in her favorite deep voice.

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- Bargavi V