Why do you love me?

Merina beach.

A Friday evening.

Time would be 4 or 4:30pm.

Beech was less crowded.

Our hero and heroine of our novel were present there.

She is veni and she is a Brahmin.

He is prashanth and he is not a Brahmin.

Prashanth was look like a typical Telugu film hero.

He tried to touch her hand.

She didn’t accept it.

He asked ”why shouldn’t I touch your hand”

“can not we just love each other with out any touch?” she replied.

“ it is not 19^th century . it is 21^st century you know?”

“ I know but I and my family is a traditional one . I don’t want any love that will spoil the reputation of my family”

“oh traditional! ?” he spoke like a not satisfied one.

“ok leave it. Tomorrow is my birth day  veni. I want to introduce you to some of my friend”.

“where?”

“At Mambalam  my working place.”

“do you have arranged any party?” she asked.

“yes”

“any drinks”

“yes I am a twenty first century lad. You can not imagin any birth day party with out alcohol”

“ sorry to say I can’t attend that party”

“oh I will not have any drink tomorrow I promise it. Only my friends will drink”

.

“I cann’t come”

“then why on the earth you loveme girl?”

“ just I love you that’s all. I and my family have some standards. I have to adhere to my familys tradition.

Tomorrow there should not be any bad name to my father and my mother”.
“ oh do you really love me?”

“yes”

“do you really love me?”

“ya prashanth. Can’t you understand me?”

“ tomorrow if your family didn’t accept me to marry you then what will be your decision veni?

”I will try to talk about you to my father ?”

“still you didn’t answered to my question I asked  if they don’t  accept me what will happen?

“ I will not marry you. Sorry please understand my feelings”

“Am I seemed to be a joker?”

“prashanth please understand me”

“ veni do one thing go to your house and marry any body who will be engaged by your father and your mother”

“prashanth I love you first understand that”

“for what?”

There was not any answer from veni. She just has  tears in her eyes.

“For what baby?”

“ I will really talk about it to my father . with in this week”

“ one thing is clear . your family will not accept me. And you also will not going to accept me.”

He angrily left that place.

She was still sat on the beach with out knowing what should be her next action.”

--will continue.

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What movie you are watching?

Have you ever read horror stories?

12pm midnight

Being  alone.

Strong  wind.

Smell of jasmine flower.

Sound of anklets

These are the indication that there is a mohini pisasu( A term for ghost in Tamil).

Not exactly like this but some experience has happened to me nearer to this.

For the past one week I had a habit that I watched movie in net after 11:00pm being alone.

On that day also I watched the movie being alone. Not mistakenly let that was some porno content. That is just a drama type film.

Time was 11.45 pm

Night  time.

There was no light.

All the lights were switched off.

I was alone.

“What movie are you watching?”

I heard this voice nearer to me.

I saw an object that is like one of my cousin who had died recently.

“Tell me what movie you are watching?”

That object slowly moved towards me.

I was frightened.

That object hand was on my throat.

“Tell what movie?”

I screamed and get up from sleep and came to know that it was only a nightmare.

I watched the time on the clock.

It was 4:30 AM in the morning.

Reminiscences about my lecturer.

This is about my old polytechnic days. Mr.Sahul hameed was my class lecturer.

He was not like a tutor. he acted like a clown.with bald head and big belly he always made comedy. totally he was a comedian and not respectable..

My friend Muruganandam had a sister  named Kala studying 8th standard.  Mr.sahul's daughter Rani also was in 8th standard.both were friends. kala heard about sahul from muruganandam.

She told rani " hey i know about your father. he is a big baboon".Rrani straightly went to sahul and told about it.

Next day Mr.sahul asked "who are all come from thiruu nagar area".

One student raised his hand.

My friend Muruganandam sat calmly with knowing that some thing was wrong.

Sahul inquired the student who had raised his hand. he asked about his sister. that student actually didn't have a sister.

" no there is some one in this class who come from thiru nagar area. I want to know about him".

We all the students knew that Muruganandam came from thiru nagar area. But we didn't want to told it to lecturer.

Up to the last he couldn't find that it was Muruganandam.

After very long years I met Murugandam and shared about the days we spent in polytechnic. This is one of the topic we humorously shared .