Her
" Sandakaara mayilu ippo kitta vandhiruchi, moodi vacha kuyilu ippo mutta vandhiruchi" my cousins sing and tease making me huff as I get up.
(Fighter Peacock has come closer, the bird which was closed inside has come to clash)
My name is Mayil (which means Peacock in Tamil) and since the lyrics of this song have the name in it, my cousin can't stop singing this and teasing me.
Now it has gone out of hand.
"Guys chill for a bit, let us not make her cry again" says Pandian maama making everyone to laugh and go back to some other topic.
"Thanks maams" I say, happily hugging him while he sits on the sofa.
"Yeah yeah, now don't get clingy" he says, pushing me off making me pout.
I really like him but unfortunately, he is already engaged to another girl.
I'm too young and undereducated for him it seems.
He is 30 and I am 20. He went to UK for his higher studies while i am running my father's chain of department stores along with appa.
I skipped college cause it wasn't necessary, I was gonna be a housewife anyways and taking commerce group for 11 & 12 gave me enough knowledge on how to manage the accounts and stuff.
Meanwhile, maama is an all rounder. He is the village head, runs all his father's business and has also acted in a couple of films along with modeling.
He is a typical dark skinned South Indian guy with a beard, except tall with long hair. In fact, his hair is longer and thicker than mine. Just his beard and moustache would scare people easily but he is such a child.
As long as I've seen him, he has been in relationships with only foreign girls. But after his father's death and then engagement he has changed a lot.
That is where I come in. I hate that he has changed. He used to be so fun and naughty without a care in the world but now, it is like he is concious of every little movement of his, especially after his engagement.
I want the maama who wouldn't care to buy me a dozen ice cream even when it is raining cats and dogs outside just because I asked him to.
He is the most caring person in our family after his father. I guess it runs in the genes.
I have liked him for forever but i don't think he knows. He definitely doesn't. He sees all of us in the same sense and that is exactly the problem.
Though he is such a generous person who showers the people of our village unlimitedly with all their necessities along with whatever our family members want, he never sees me more than his atha ponnu (aunt's daughter).
"Maams i wanna know something" i whisper as I sit close to him even though he pushed me off of him.
"What ?" He says, putting his hand around my shoulder. This is the plus point of him not knowing. He doesn't know how much I enjoy our closeness though he isn't aware of how close we are most of the time.
"Do you really like Reshma ?" I ask, refering to the girl he got spoken for and engaged.
"Yes" he says, distractedly as cricket runs in the tv.
"Maama !" I whine.
"Ennadi ? (What)" he says a bit harshly, still looking at the tv.
"Why do you like her ?" I ask, trying not to show my displease with it.
"Why not ? She is a beautiful girl with a stable job and good manners" he says with a shrug.
Stable job. Something that i don't have. Good manners ? What do you mean ?
Beauty. Sigh. Where can I go for that ? I did everything to brighten my skin tone but in vain. I did everything to lose my weight but in vain. I did everything to grow my hair long or thick but in vain.
I want my hair to be thick but it is thin. I want my body to be thin but it is thick. Welcome to my life *sigh*.
Even though she is beautiful and has a good job, she is not a good person. At least to me.
"But maams she doesn't have good manners at all" I say making his head snap to mine.
"What do you mean ?" He asks in an innocent voice though his is deep and rusty.
"She always calls me gundu (fatty) and keeps taunting me for my weight and colour" I say with a pout.
"I mean, she isn't wrong. Nee gunda dhaana irukka ? (You are fat only right ?)" He asks with a playful smirk making me smack him in the shoulder.
"Poda loosu maama (you idiot)" I say, about to stand up.
Before i could walk away he pulls me down on the sofa again.
"See, don't take it seriously di. She is just playing with you, after all she is going to be your akka. So she is just pulling your leg" he says as if he is talking to a child.
"Akka my foot" i mumble.
"Why do you hate her this much ?" He asks with a small chuckle.
"Because she hates me more" I say.
"You are such a child" he huffs.
"No I am not ! You are just too blinded by her beauty to see !" I protest.
"Ei sumo ! Keep quiet will you ? The match is just now getting interesting. Who cares about your tantrums right now" Karthi, one of my cousins says making me throw the pillow on the sofa at him.
"Anyways, im gonna go" i huff, standing up and matching to my room.
Gosh ! I cannot imagine going through this with her in this home !
Luv ya'll ❤️
