Naam Konda Matrangal

Pry & Divulgence

A/N: Sorry for any logical errors, idk what relation K is to aakash, in english hehe so manichikongo, please read and review! even if you hate it! lol 

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The star of the show was adorned in a mini veshti and bright red shirt. Kathir had to admit that, he was probably somewhere down the line in the list of good looking hunks there, the first in the list being his little nephew.

Kannan and him, were witnessing, the swamp of women, of various ages gushing over the little boy, and shrieking with joy at his spit bubbles and drooling. Kannan seemed to be a little more miffed at his rival, it was usually him that was center of attention, he missed being the one gaining the annoyed glances from Kathir and Jeeva.

Aakash dropped his toy and Mullai and Dhanam practically lunged for it and cleaned it properly before handing it back to His Highness who giggled in joy.

"Ithulam romba over'u.." muttered Kannan, crossing his arms.

"Che.. kozhantha da.." Kathir laughed at his brother, and thumped him on his back, secretly happy that Kannan now knew how he and Jeeva felt, whenever they were over looked and made to do chores.

Speaking of Jeeva, where is he?

As Kathir searched for his brother in the crowd but got distracted as everyones general merriment suddenly switched to apprehension, as the 'Achari' took his set of tools. The thick tension set in to the atmosphere.

The elderly ladies there started to distract the baby, as Dhanam and Mullai visibly winced at  the impending pain waiting for the baby.

No amount of distraction could help the shrieking wails of the child, making everyone's heart race, even for the people who where standing at a distance.

As the wailing ensued and the almost everyone came in and huddled closer in hopes to pacify the child.  His withering legs and piercing shrieks of pain, would make anyone rethink if this custom was really necessary.

Kathir saw Mullai squeeze her eyes shut and turned away in worriment, clutching Dhanam's hand. His anni on the other hand was blinking back tears. He couldn't help but smile at their tender hearts.

Even Kannan looked away in agitation at the screams from the poor infant. Once the ceremony was done and Aakash had travelled around the crowd as each one of them cam up with new ways to pacify the baby and its reoccurring tears. Aakash landed on Kathir finally, Kannan decided to invade into the crowd and pretend to help everyone to get a good name from the gang that had forgotten him.

Mullai's eyes travelled around the crowd before it fell on Kathir and couldn't help but melt in the scene she witnessed. Kathir had Aakash bouncing on his lap, who was facing him. She saw Kathir hold the baby with so much ease, as if he had been a father for years now yet strongly and conversed animatedly with the cooing baby like he was an adult, who was spewing a mixture of spit and gurgle noises waving around a toy car. Mullai was sure he would have been sprayed with saliva, but  Kathir didn't seem to mind, on the contrary, he seemed to he really interested in this discussion.

She lightly shook her head with a smile. Kathir, really surprised her sometimes.

She was half way to Kathir and Akash, as she wanted to join in the serious discussion they had going on, when she heard Moorthy exclaim at the arrival of Jeeva.

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Jeeva...

, The one she came for!