Prologue 1

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IT WAS A SILENT NIGHT. MEANLY PROFOUND IN THE DARKNESS OF DECEMBER. THE LAST SOUND OF THE MOVING LOADS COULD BE FAINTLY HEARD OUT IN THE ARENA.SHE STOOD AT THE EDGE OF THE BALCONY

COOL BREEZE CARESSED HER HAIR. HER MIND WAS SUPPOSED TO BE OCCUPIED WITH ALOT OF THINGS RELATING TO WORK AND TOMORROWS FUNCTION. BUT SHE COULDNT FOCUS ON ANY OF THOSE. HER MIND WAS OCCUPIED BY THAT ONE PERSON.

YES...THAT ONE PERSON, WHOM SHE HAD LOST YEARS AGO,STILL STAYED IN HER MIND THROUGH HIS PLAYFULLNESS, SMILE AND VOICE.SHE FELT EMPTY WITHOUT HIS PRESENCE.HE HAD BEEN HER WORLD ; EVEN WHEN HE WAS NO MORE.SHE HEAVED A HEAVY SIGH AND SNIFFED BACK A LONELY TEAR. TOMORROW IS THE MOST IMPORTANT DAY IN HER LIFE. SHE FELT THE GOOD EMOTIONS DRAINING OUT OF HER.SHE HAS EVERYTHING THE MATERIALISTIC WORLD HAS TO OFFER, BE IT MONEY ,EDUCATION,STATUS,POWER,ALL BE IT SO. WHAT IS THE POINT OF HAVING THESE WHEN YOU FIND THE MAJOR PORTION OF YOUR SOUL MISSING?

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IT HAD BEEN A GREAT WEEK FOR THE NAYANAR FAMILY. THE ENTIRE THARAVADU(ANCESTRAL HOUSE) IS BUSTLING . IT HAD NEVER BEEN SO SINCE THE PAST DECADE.THEIR MAIN CHIEFTAINS DAUGHTER IS GETTING MARRIED . ONE CAN FIND NILAVILAKKUS IN THE ENTRANCE , FOLLOWED BY A WONDERFULL NAALKETTU(A BUILDING) STYLE ADORNED WITH POOKALM OR FLOWER RANGOLIS. THE MERRY CHILDERN SPRANG AROUND THE HOUSE LIKE SEEDS BURSTING.THE ELDERS CHATTED GLEELY IN THE OPEN FIELDS AND LUXURIOUS COURTYARDS. THIS WAS ALSO THE TIME OF HARVEST, THE MERRY FARM WORKERS ALSO SEEM TO ENJOY THIS PERIOD AS IT WILL GIVE THEM TWOPENCE MORE THAN THEY WORKED,AND FREE LUNCH SINCE THE PAST ONE WEEK IN THE PURAYIDAM OF THEIR THARAVAD

 THIS WAS ALSO THE TIME OF HARVEST, THE MERRY FARM WORKERS ALSO SEEM TO ENJOY THIS PERIOD AS IT WILL GIVE THEM TWOPENCE MORE THAN THEY WORKED,AND FREE LUNCH SINCE THE PAST ONE WEEK IN THE PURAYIDAM OF THEIR THARAVAD

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