Vishal: Seri ne...
Vishal said to the other person to whom he was talking over the phone.
Vishal: Appo naan velaiya mudichitu ungala koopiduren......
Saying that he hung the call and leaned on the tree. He was in their usual meeting spot. The first time they went out after their confession.
He was looking here and there hearing the cuckoo cooing beautiful. He slowly closed his eyes and heard the mild singing of the bird.
As he was hearing the peaceful music, he heard footsteps. His ears perked hearing it. The crushing sound of the dry leaves made him turn and there he saw
Arasu.
(Kanmani-nu nenachingala!!😁😜😂)
Vishal: Enna da?
Arasu: Amma kooptanga da.....
Vishal: Hmmkom! Ippo aduthu endha ponna paathu vechi irukangalo!
Arasu: Aiyya...... Romba aasa padadhinga! Veeta peruka dhaan unna kooptanga!
Vishal MV: Avamanam!
Vishal: Adhuku yen da nee ivlo dhooram vandha? Phone panni sollalaam la?
Arasu: Enna nga sonninga?
Arasu asked him back sarcastically.
Vishal: Phone pannalaame-nu sonnen....
Arasu: Unga phone konjam paarunga.....
Vishal frowned and took his phone out to see 3 missed calls from Arasu. Vishal slapped his own forehead.
Vishal: Gavanikala da.....
Arasu: Seri seri..... Unga mamanar veetuku ponumam....
Vishal: Edhuku da?
Arasu: Therla.... Veeda konjam sutham panna sonnanga...
Vishal eyes were scrunched in confusion. Why suddenly they have to clean the house when no one's there? He asked himself this.
But he shook off those thoughts and said to Arasu:
Vishal: Naan varen.... Nee po....
Arasu: Dei! Ava varuva da.... Unga mama-ku dhaan ippo nalla iruku la? Adhulaam seekiram vandhuruvanga da.......
Vishal: Seri da! Nee po..... Konjam nerathula varen.. Thaniya vidu.....
And there wasn't any noise now. Vishal thought that Arasu must have left by now not hearing any voice.
But he soon rolled his eyes when he heard the crushing of those dry leaves again.
Vishal: Naan dhaan varen-nu sonnen la da? Yen ip.....
He said turning back only for his words to get stuck in his throat looking at the person standing infront of him.
His eyes turned moist as he was lack of words. He looked at the opposite person's eyes to find them all red and teary. She had her suitcase in her tiny palm, with her free hair flowing, her dressings fully changed! She was looking like a model in that dress.
His heart was thumping faster than usual as he was keeping on praying that it shouldn't be a dream. His hands were shivering like he was prone to heavy cold. He felt the exact feeling when she was born and he jumped looking at her small figure.
She threw the suitcase down and ran towards him while he ran to her. She jumped on him like a koala bear. She wrapped her legs around his waist which wasn't much difficult because of the jeans she was wearing. She cried hard hugging him tightly by his neck. He hugged her waist tightly not wanting to leave her hereafter! He held the back of her head with his one hand tightly and his other hand was securely holding her waist.
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Mama's Love For His Kanmani
FanfictionA story about a village boy, Vishal and his crazy love for his neighbouring village's girl,Thaenmozhi who is Vishal's family friend's daughter. Wanted to give my lovely readers a movie feel,so if you feel the song sequences are too much.....Mannich...