It is not my life's story. It's my Brother like Friend's malluboy007 request. I have written it for him based on his life real characters.
Hi. I am Arjun(19) and My mom name was Sabhitha(39). My mom Sabhitha works in Bank as an cash deposit counter officer.
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One day, As I walked into My mom Sabhitha 's bank to withdraw some cash, I couldn't help but notice the smile on her face as she greeted her manager, Thiru Kumaran. I knew that My mom Sabhitha and Kumaran were classmates in college and that he had a crush on her back then, but I didn't think much of it.
But as I watched them interact, it became clear to me that there was still some spark between them. Kumaran couldn't take his eyes off My mom Sabhitha , and she was beaming with happiness at his presence. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous of the attention Kumaran was giving her.
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I decided to strike up a conversation with Kumaran to see if he was as charming as My mom Sabhitha had described him to be. He was friendly and easy to talk to, and I could see why My mom Sabhitha had been drawn to him all those years ago.
As I left the bank, I couldn't help but feel happy for My mom Sabhitha . She deserved to be surrounded by handsome and charming men like Kumaran. And who knows, maybe there was a chance for them to rekindle their old flame now that Kumaran was her manager.
I couldn't believe it when My mom Sabhitha told me that Kumaran had asked to come to our house. I was excited to finally meet the man in our house who had a crush on My mom Sabhitha all those years ago.
On a sunday, Kumaran Sir came to our House. He had a great Muscular body . He came in a Black shirt. My father and I greeted him into our House. But as soon as he arrived, I could tell that my father was feeling a bit insecure about his physique compared to Kumaran's well-toned body.
Meanwhile, Kumaran couldn't take his eyes off My mom Sabhitha , who looked stunning in a black saree.
Despite the fact that there was no electricity and we were all sweating, My mom Sabhitha looked like a goddess in her wet saree. I called her from the kitchen and watched as she walked towards us like a peacock, her curves attached with her blank saree
