One life...

இளமை இது ஒருமுறை தான் துளி மிச்சமில்லாமல் ருசிப்போம்

Disclaimer: Hi sweethearts,

Thanks to all the people who trust me so much and were ready to read my story even knowing this is not a happy ending one....

A big great thanks to all of you...I feel really obliged....

Though this is a non happy ending story for KM, trust me when I say this I will make sure all of you will love this story at the end....

The main reason behind this Story is love is not always about two people loving each other....nor its about happy ending...there are many love stories that have a dead end...but that doesnt make their love story less than any happy ending one...

At times, fate or time or situation could be the real villain.....

This story will travel through or against many social norms, characteristic and morale, so if anyone has any issue may be just avoid the stroy.....or may be wait for teh actual end of story......or atleats half of the stroy....

Character sketch laye shock agidadinG.....

All the best......

Kathir was driving his two wheeler through the roads of Kunnakudi, the roads were comparatively narrow, a bit more dusty, a lot less noisy and much peaceful to the roads of Karaikudi....

When he was busy driving his chariot, even in the dusty sunny weather, nice hot breeze, the so called "Analkathu" was hitting his face...but, he loves this feel...many hate this...but him, he loves this anal kathu hitting his face, grazing his beard, and making his hair fly .....

Once his bike hit the road of Kunnakudi, he had removed his helmet...and let it hang on the handle of his bike.....

He was enjoying all this when he saw the Bus stop and his hands involuntarily pressed the brake.

Bus stop, how can he forget this place?

Along with this place, the face of the women who left this village ....all thanks to the humiliation given by him and his family. He closes his eyes tightly.........He feels a small tightness around his throat.....tears do clog at the back of his eyes.........

He shakes his head and start his vehicle towards his shop...After two left turns, he comes across the greenery, the luscious paddy field...and he sees the time, its just 10am...there is still time to go to his shop...He calls Saravana...

Sar: Hello anna....

Kat: dei saravana....enna da busy aa...

Sar: illa na..avalo lan busy illa...

Kat: apo seri ...dei naan nama kada kita vanten da.....aana apdiye inga vaya katu vazhiya varumbodu....apdiye ingav vandi niruthi ten.... .konjam neram apdiye inga ukantu...nama kulathula erangi oru chinna kuliyal potu varen da,,