Into the story :
Ashwin's day began like any other, with the soft glow of sunlight peeking through window of his luxurious room.
He stretched, yawned, and swung his legs over the side of the bed, feeling the plush carpet beneath his feet. After a quick workout and a refreshing shower, he dressed in his signature style - crisp navy blue shirt, tailored sandal pants, and a hint of designer cologne.
He walked out of his room and headed to the kitchen, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, his mother and few helping women are there.
He hugged bus mother from back and murmured a "Good morning"
He mother caressed his cheek and asked ,
Nalini: Coffee venuma thango, pottu tharava...
(Do you want coffee, dear? Shall I make it for you?)
Ashwin: No, no ma, neenga continue pannunga, nane potukiren...
(No, no mom, you continue, I’ll make it myself...)
He told her and started making coffee for himself.
He poured himself a cup, added a dash of cream, and took a sip, feeling the caffeine kickstart his day.
He took a seat at the dining table. With his phone buzzing with notifications, he scanned the headlines, responded to urgent messages, and scrolled through social media, staying connected to the world beyond his privileged bubble.
Even in his busy schedule, he opened his private gallery and looked at the picture of his sweet girl who walked into his life unexpectedly and became a daily part of it.
Ashwin: Good morning, sweetheart....
(He greeted through the picture, and a huge smile of admiration broke on his face.)
Aisha: Amma, inga pullaiya vandhu parunga, kalailaye edhaiyo pathu epdi sirichitu irukan...
(Mom, come here and look at your son, he’s smiling at something early in the morning...)
She said and snatched his mobile.
Ashwin's heart stopped for a moment, and Aisha's eyes widened, looking at the girl in her brother's phone.
Aisha: Woww, such a beautiful girl...
She exclaimed and looked at her brother, lifting her eyebrows.
Ashwin: Aishu ma, sonna kekanum, phone ah enkitta kudu...
(Aishu, you should listen to me, give me the phone...)
Aisha: Nee yarunu sollu, illana amma kitta kuduthuruven...
(Tell me who she is, or else I’ll give it to mom...
Ashwin: Na solren, please phone ah kudu...
(I’ll tell you, please give me the phone...)
Aisha: Nee solluvanu enna nichayam...
(How can I trust that you’ll tell me?)
Ashwin: Amma mela promise ah, solren, nee mobile ah kudu...
(I promise on mom, I’ll tell you, now give me the phone...)
Nalini: Kalailaye aramichitingala unga sandaiya...
(Have you both started fighting this early in the morning?)
She asked while walking out of the kitchen.
Nalini: Avan phone ah edhuku di nee vechitu iruku, kudu Avan office kelamba venama...
(Why do you have his phone? Give it back to him, he has to leave for the office.)
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