Chapter - 3

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It was around 12 in the noon AK woke up from his sleep and was very tired from the previous day shoot. He ordered breakfast to the servant and went to take a shower, It is only him and  few servants in the house. After his parents, all he had was his paternal aunt and she was the one who raised him but recently he came to know about her evil intentions and greediness for his wealth, he was literally shattered and lost trust in everything. He had always seen her as his own mother, hence he split the property and parted away from them. Till now she tries to reach him, but he being a person who never tolerates even a lie from his trusted ones did not want that. He always says "Once a trust is broken, it can never be the same".

He had his breakfast, and started to play games, the only thing that distracts him from loneliness now a days. 

Sarath called "Enna boss PS ah, yaaru call pannalum edukalayam innaki twitter la post podanum nenga, rmba naal aachu, team adhuku dan call pannitu irukanga from morning" said to AK

[Again PS? you were not picking anybody's call ? its time for you to post something in twitter its been long, that's why team is trying to reach you]

He has around 10M followers in his twitter and Instagram accounts but he is not a social media person and hate it to the core, but he has no other choice as his profession demands it.

"mmm seri seri podren, rmba tired adan thoongiten, innu check pannala" said AK

[yeah yeah will do that, I was too tired to answer any calls]

He opened his twitter account and it was spammed, it was not new but this seemed little bit unusual. He tried to check his mentions and could see his fans were bashing someone for talking something negative about him. Even this is not new, this happens frequently and he mostly ignore those stuffs, it will be mainly for attention seeking and negative publicity.

He posted his pics from recent photoshoot and logged out, then he roamed around a bit played a little football. He had nothing else to do and he knows it's not good for him to sit idle as he will start overthinking about many stuffs. He again logged into his twitter and now there were appreciations for him, for being humble.

He just wanted to know what is it all about, after a search of around 15 min he found SS of Sivu's tweet about him being rude. He smiled and checked her username and went to her profile to check for the tweet, but it was deleted and there was a sorry message

"Sorry AK, not that I fear bashing from your fans but found the real intention of you pushing him down ☹️ from the person himself

Sorry again for judging you"

A selfie he took with that fan, who he pushed down was also attached. 

"Mmmm, this is what the fuss was all about" smiled AK. He just scrolled down further in her profile, there were many short videos of her. He randomly played one, it was a shopping vlog and it started with "Hello Makkale" with a vibrant smile and her cute hand gesture.

He started laughing seeing her cute banters all through the video. He really enjoyed and laughed so hard after long time, he scrolled further to find many food videos and photos with captions "Soru dan mukiyam" "Foodie girl" "Pizza my first love". "haa a foodie girl" he said to himself with a smile.

"She is too real, without any filters, nice" thinking this he scrolled further to a song that she had added. He plugged in his headset and listened to it. He literally melted in her honey voice, "WOW what a voice this girl have" exclaimed AK.

He started to listen further and he was little upset that there were no songs from his movie, when there were millions to celebrate him, he was not sure why he wanted this random girl to admire his work. Then when he was about to sign out he saw her pinned tweet with caption

My all time favourite 💜

He plugged in earphones again and listened to know what's this special one

"Muzhusa unakena naa vaazhuren....."

Tears started rolling down his cheeks, it triggered all the memories that he was fighting to forget, it reminded him of Priya, and her voice was so divine and better than original.

He threw the laptop aside and laid down on bed "Who are you Shivanya, out of all why this song, its been two years since it is released and it was not even a feature film, it's just a short film" thinking all this, still he was not able to stop his tears.

He fell asleep without his knowledge

[Notes: Hope you like the chapter 😊 will be updating in two days gap. Please do comment your suggestions and feedback]

PBS as priya

PBS as priya

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