Love is simple ?

Chapter 1

I was watching the tv..mindlessly scanning through the television.  Very boring. I finally land on Sun tv. Blah blah serials..blah blah mamiyar marumagazh fights (daughter in law and mother in law drama). Annoying. 

My ears were partially working. The mild heat of January..of Chennai with humidity kept swirling around. I focused all of my attention on the idli and red chutney I was eating.

"Download the newest version of our application, you can now easily record and watch all of your favourites serials and movies"

The tv blabbered on. I took the remote and was about the flip the chann- "Watch the most awaited movie of this year 'irai' from the youngest director of the decade - Karthik doss, soon to be premiered at the theatre."

I sat there shocked. Karthik doss. Juhu beach, Mahabalipuram , his soft and silky hair that I yearned to touch , his crazy laughter that always made me laugh. His lips, the softest ever , his warm hands on me , the way he said my name that made my insides melt. 

I sucked in a sharp breath, it hurt to breathe. Him and me had a short thing that lasted about 3 months and ended on a non ecstatic note.

I genuinely believed he would become a great director some day..but seeing his beautiful dark face with a "I'm really trying to smile here" face. It took me back to when I was 18. 

I started stalking him. I started with Google. 

What other than the obvious search engine to search for a person? It instantly flashed results.

the first one had his face with a actual genuine smile with the link saying "the most awaited movie of the year - 'irai' , the secretiveness about the movie is killing the audience quite literally." 

I was pissed at myself. How didn't I know about this? how ? 

The next link said "Watch Mr.Doss's interview tomorrow on Sun tv at 6pm". I decided that I'd watch his interview tomorrow. It was intriguing. I found his account on Facebook and Instagram. To actually see him publicising in social media spiked my interest. He was a through and through introvert. I felt a feeling of proudness. You don't deserve to feel proud of him , a inner voice scowled in my head. The guilt still haunted me that I had lead him on and broke his heart. 

I didn't sleep at night at all, which was rare because I love to sleep. 

I woke up bleary and did my morning routine. It took about 10 minutes. It was a Sunday so I was absolutely free. "Courts of thorns and roses" the worn copy of one of my favourite books stared at me. I picked it up and started reading. Time flew by faster than the stupid houseflies that were buzzing around. 

My phone started ringing..more like blaring. I hated it when loud noises interrupted when I was reading my favourite book. I picked it up without.looking at my phone. It was Sthira as I'd guessed. My longtime bestfriend..an extremely annoying one at that. "Idiot why didn't you pick up at night ? I called you so many times." I didn't understand why she was pissed.

"Arey why? it was in silent as always. I don't know why you bother" and I laughed. "Wow you really lost it huh Kriti? It's your birthday you dumb bitch..you actually forgot..unfuckingbelieveable." I looked at my phone..it was January 16. That didn't suprise me as much. "Oh shit yar. I'm sorry! I forgot you know  saw Karthik's name on the tv. He's apparently a bigass director now."

She paused, contemplating.. "Karthik doss? 

really? wow okay. Are you going to do something?" "No no, what would I even do? Go and see him at his interview?" I laughed at my own sarcasm. Then she wished me and we spoke for 2 more hours before cutting the call. I glanced at the time and it was 6.35. I switched on the tv and it was already going on. damn I'd missed him. He wore a simple grey shirt and a black jacket. Grey was his color. He looked uncomfortable though the anchor didn't seem to notice that.

"So can you atleast tell us the plotline Mr.Doss? You have taken the social media by a tide. Everyone one is eager." he chuckled at the word tide. "I'm truly sorry but if I reveal anything other than the fact that it's a tamil SciFi film and it's lead is a woman" it was as if he had gotten tired of saying the same thing again and again. 

I don't know what came over me that second but I shut the tv and grabbed my car keys. I wanted to go see him. Was that a good idea? Probably not.