Tales of Them

Snehidhane 1

Sivaangi sat at her desk, her fingers dancing across the keyboard with a fluidity that belied the intensity of her focus. Her expression remained neutral. The soft hum of her computer and occasionally punctuated by the click-clack of her keystrokes.

"Enna di aachu ?" Her friend asked in curiosity, leaning in closer to Sivaangi, who remained focused on her computer screen, her expression unchanged.

"Evano oru LIC building" Sivaangi replied, her fingers still moving across the keyboard with precision.

"LIC building aa ?" Her friend eyebrows raised in surprise.

Sivaangi nodded, her attention briefly shifting from her screen. 

"Ama, bus la Evano oruthan Lic building mari irunthan... vanthu ena iduchutan" Sivaangi recounted, her voice laced with annoyance as she recalled the encounter.

"Takunu nee keela vila poirupiya? Avaru una thangi pudichuruparey ?" Her friend's romantic imagination sparked, nudging Sivaangi with a teasing smile.

"Athu ellam onnu illa" Sivaangi dismissed, her focus returning to her computer screen.

"Aprom enna achu ?" Her friend pressed, her curiosity piqued by Sivaangi's cryptic response.

"Oru sorry kooda sollama poitan LIC" Sivaangi admitted with a hint of frustration.

"Seriyana sadist aa iruppano" her friend exclaimed in disbelief, her romantic notions momentarily overshadowed by concern for her friend.

"Yaruku theriyum" sivaangi said and turned her concentration completely back to the screen. 

After submitting the file, Sivaangi headed home, her mind buzzing with thoughts of her passion projects. Alongside her part-time work writing articles for magazines, her heart belonged to singing. Despite facing numerous rejections in competitions due to her voice, she refused to let go of her dream.

Observing the influence of social media on the music industry, Sivaangi saw an opportunity to share her talent with a wider audience. Determined to make her voice heard, she embarked on a journey to create covers and share them on social media platforms. With each new cover, she poured her heart and soul into her performances, hoping to connect with listeners who resonated with her music.

Driven by her love for singing and fueled by the desire to overcome past setbacks, Sivaangi dedicated herself to honing her craft and leveraging the power of social media to reach as many people as possible.

"Enna di, seekram vanthuta?" Sivaangi inquired, turning to her friend and roommate, Krithika.

"Ama, vela mudinjuthu vanthuten" Krithi replied, settling into a seat beside Sivaangi and casually grabbing a handful of popcorn from her friend's bowl.

"Krithi" Sivaangi called out, drawing her friend's attention away from the television.

"Soldri" Krithi responded, her gaze still fixed on the screen.

"Pesama na ithu ellam vittutu ethavathu velaiku pogava ?" Sivaangi questioned.

Krithi, catching the seriousness in Sivaangi's voice, turned towards her with a puzzled expression. 

"Enna di aachu?" she asked, waiting for an explanation.

Sivaangi gestured towards her social media account, disappointment evident in her eyes as she noted that she still hadn't reached the milestone of 5k followers.

For years, she had been striving to improve herself and showcase her talents to the world. Yet, despite her efforts, she couldn't pinpoint where she fell short. Was it her own shortcomings, or was it simply bad luck that seemed to thwart her progress at every turn ?