I WILL BE THERE FOR YOU

"Raghav! your age is three now What's happening now?" I could hear a man's voice.

"I am admitted to a school" I said."And now you are six"""I got attacked by typhoid"
"You are 17 now"
"PRIYA"
"Who is  Priya?" he asked.
"B.Com first year.Ethiraj College.Winner of ethnic  fashion show in my college"
Soon I began to narrate him.
"I am from Loyola.I was studying second year then.I,Sasi and Prithivi were the organisers of ethnic fashion show at our college.I was registering the names of the participants.I closed the registration at 10 and the all girls show was to start at 12.Every year the show would be the biggest hit and it was not anything less this year.But I felt that the spark was missing.
“Is the registration closed?” a sweet voice enquired me.
“Yeah! It was closed an hour ago” I replied without looking at her.
“Oh you mean I cant win it then” she asked.
I lifted my head up and was to say NO.How could I?
All that I saw was an angel clad in a beautiful white dress and I was dumbfounded by her beauty,to say the least. However her registration sheet had an extra column “Mobile Number”
She was the last one to do the ramp walk and got a standing ovation from the organizers,thanks to me. I introduced myself to her over the mobile and first she was shy to talk,but as time progressed we began to chat.After many days of chatting,we decided to meet at the Marina beach.
“I  love you” I told her as she had put a spoon full of sundal in her mouth.She felt it hard to gulp and I was wondering if my proposal was the reason behind it.She did not tell me anything.
“Speak something” I  asked her.Asking must be euphemistic word , I was begging her.All the way when we were walking together she did not utter a single word.
And when I sat in my bike she sat behind me.”Can’t you realize that I love you?” she asked me.
“I  read it from your eyes already” I lied.”You would never understand any girl in your life” I told  myself.
“And suddenly I am here. I don’t remember anything after that.I don’t know why she left me” I told him.
“I will never leave you  Raghav” I heard her voice.
“Priya” I exclaimed.
“I will be there for you forever Raghav.Sorry !my dad called me then. I had to go” she apologized.
“It’s OK Priya. I knew that you would come for me one day” I told her and we began to chat.The man left the room leaving us alone.
POST SCRIPT:
“Any improvement doctor?” Ash asked.
“He has regained his lost memories.But still he suffers from schizophrenia . He imagines that Priya is still alive.I will try my level best to cure him” the doctor replied.
“How will I tell you Raghav.How will I tell you that you both were hit by a speeding truck that gifted her the instant death and you the eternal agony” Ash said watching Raghav through the window who was chatting alone in the building named “KARTHIKA ASYLUM”.
 

THE SUNRISE

                               It was 4.30 am and I had to force myself out of my bed.My mother was already awake, preparing complan for me.It seems her love for me won over her tiredness again.My father had come late from office yesterday and was still on bed.My elder brother was snoring like a beast.He was due to go to America in two months."How come he has no tensions",I wondered and casually dusted off my shoes.

                             When i had set out it was 4.45 am.Chennai  had not woken up yet.I started to jog.I saw a store that read 'PRIYA STATIONERY STORES'.This kindled nostalgic memories in me."Priya" called the teacher and a beautiful girl stood up."She is damn beautiful, machan" Sasi the guy sitting next to me whispered .When you are 16 ,life 'presents' you with beautiful changes."She is our new student"said the teacher.Every boy in our class was looking at her with awe.I successfully sat through two periods .

                              "Ravi!" I heard a strangely familiar voice calling me from the corridor.It was Priya."How come you know me?" I asked her."Forgot me uh?I am Preethu" she said."Oye Preethu!Is that you?You have grown a lot and you look very beautiful" I said.Her cheeks turned red.In the next period I had become an instant celebrity in the class especially among boys as I spoke with her."Family friend eh?Then sema lucky da" Sasi said.

                                That evening when I and Sasi were returning home,"Sasi" called Priya.Sasi turned back and was ogling."You know we have met after a long time.So can I accompany him today?" she asked."Oh! I forgot da.I have to buy notebooks for this year.See you later"  said Sasi.He moved a yard and winked at me.I stared back at him.I have not spoken to any girl for the past six years , and all of a sudden how can I talk to her that too when I am alone?."Are you free this evening?" she asked me.I nodded affirmatively.That night at 7' o clock our parents met and had a chit-chat."She is so beautiful.We'll be blessed if she comes as our daughter in law".I heard my mother's voice saying so.

                                  I could feel a rush of  blood towards my heart.A new feeling had enveloped me when I looked at her the next moment."It is called crush Ravi.I had one in my fifth grade" said Sasi.

                                "You are dumb"said the teacher pointing Priya.Tears started rolling from her eyes.Dumb girls are more beautiful than their intellectual counterparts and she looked more beautiful when she cried. Everytime when she was near me,I felt a peculiar happiness.You would feel the mixture of happiness,pain and guilt  taking over your mind at the same time.Envy and possessiveness join the mixture when she talks to a guy in front of me.

                                 Soon a study together meant chatting and money for book meant money for treat."You dont concentrate on studies nowadays" said Sasi.Its true!Study takes a backseat when you are in love.You feel like an idiot and you would enjoy it."Ya sure at 5.30 in Gandhi park" she said when I told her that I wanted to meet her alone.I thought of various romantic and stylish ways to propose her.I did not listen to the class that day.I was awaiting for THE MOMENT."Are you nuts?" Sasi asked me.I did not listen him too.The evening had come.

                                 My knees which supported my body for 16 years seemed to give in as they began to tremble as I opened the gate of the park.My heart was beating like an Indian taxi meter!!I felt that I would die after my proposal.When I met her she talked about everything EXCEPT us.I felt that she was pretending."You once told me that you have THE IT THING on a girl.Right?Who is that lucky one?"  she winked."It is you ididot" I felt."Well I am not compelling you to tell me" she asked with her round eyes that looked at me as if they were going to eat me.Gulping,I told her "I love you".I gave her a rose.

                                   "What?".Her tone had changed."I never expected this from you" she said thrusting the rose in my hand and ran away.The sun had set.The next four weeks she was ignoring my calls and messages.Then came the half yearly exam and I had to study.I had preserved the rose in integration chapter of my Maths book.It was diificult to think about a girl and study.I had performed a below average in my exam.I was trying to forget her,only to fail.I was not me.Even Sasi maintained a distance.The whole world seems to ignore you when you fail in love.Today  I did not think about her till I saw that board.

                                   The next moment I received a call.It was her."Hello" I said."I love you Ravi and I badly need you".For the first time Maths has done something good to me. I looked at the sky.The sun has risen.            

THE CONFESSIONS OF AN ALCOHOLIC

June 25,2010:

                       The day was beautiful though the sun was scorching because it was the day I met her.When I passed a ticket to a passenger in the bus,I saw her and smiled.She stared back at me.That look was enough to bind me.I do not want to describe how beautiful she is.It is because I envy the person who may read it and imagine her beauty.But her eyes were so special.They were elliptical but disobeyed x^2/a^2  + y^2/b^2 = 1.Btw I forgot to tell, I study B.Sc Mathematics in Presidency college and she, some course in Ethiraj.Who requires the course?

June 28,2010:

                     The previous two days were not worthy because I did not meet her.Do you wonder what is so special today? I talked with her.She was explaining the ticket checker how she had forgot her bus pass with her reddish lips that converged as she spoke.I went there and gave the ticket checker Rs.500.They left her and warned her not to repeat this."What can I do to you in return ?" she asked.I stood there with no reaction and scratched my head."I will tell you over the phone" I said.She moved two yards swiftly,stood and said "96644745"."The last digit ?" I asked her. "Find it" she winked and moved away.

June 29,2010:

                     Today i could not spot her in the usual bus.The evening I wasted Rs.8 calling the persons from 966447451 to 966447458.I prayed to God that the next number must be hers.God answered my prayer."Hello" her voice was angelic."I got your number" I said and laughed.There was a silence from that end.I imagined her to have blushed.I felt as if I was bathing in Kuttralam.

June 30,2010:                   

                      I am tense.Wonder why?It is because I am going to propose her my love.She had donned a pink chudithar today.When i proposed she turned out of shyness and ran.I was perplexed.The next minute I got a call.It was her.She said "I love you".I felt like jumping over the sky.

July 1,2010:

                    I called her and asked if she could come to express avenue today."Meet you in an hour" she said.We went there I presented her a necklace worth my car.She hugged me and said "I love you".We had a dine then.And later I dropped her at her home.

July 2,2010:

                   We met at spencer plaza today.She asked which style we would follow in marriage.I told her that we would marry in every style from Tambrahm to Catholic Christian.Her eyes were wet and she said "I love you"

July 3,2010:

                  "I envy it" I said pointing to her anklets."They stay with you forever" I showed a false anger."We will be together for good my man.I ll never leave you.I love you" she said.

July 4,2010:

                    I went to a doctor possibly after six years as I felt a bit unwell.He told me something.I came home and cried for a while.

July 5,2010:

                   She called me and asked why I did not call her the previous day.I kept mum.She kept on repeating the same for four timies.I had cut the call then.

July 10,2010:

                   The previous four days she called me and I did not attend them.I called her today.She was a bit angry as she felt ignored.I told her that I wanted to meet her today.At the end of the call she said "I love you".I smiled at myself.

                    "For what gift have you come today?" I asked her."What are you blabbering?Do you mean I am after you for your richness? " she cried." Do you expect me to say no for that ?" I yelled.She ran fast shutting the door.After few moments she called and said " I hate you".I cried heavily and i started to booze.

January 11,2011:

                   I wrote everything that was noteworthy in my diary.People call me alcoholic.Do you know why i did split up with her? It is because I love her.I do not want her to be seen in grief.She is very beautiful when she is happy and more beautiful when she smiles.I do not want her to be a widow.I want her to be happy.I love her.

                    Writing so he closed his diary.Tears rolled from his eyes.He kissed the diary and kept it aside.He then had an eternal sleep in his bed in a hospital that read "CANCER INSTITUTE OF CHENNAI"

THE TUNNEL OF LOVE

                                                            SCENE 2
                                 Thoughts of a girl of age probably 20 were flashing in his mind.                               

              "Hi!I am Ellie Duthom.I will be studying with you for the next four years.Hope we are good friends" said a girl extending her hand.

        "Hey Rich!How is it going?" - a voice disturbed his thoughts.

 "Who are you?" asked Rich.

"I am Marshall,Marshall Geonoff your lawyer and I have told you this umpteen times " said the man in a white shirt.
"Why do I need one" asked Rich enthusiastically.
"Its because you killed this old lady" said Marshall showing the photo with a bespectacled old woman.
"I remember nothing of such sorts" hollered Rich.
"You would not.You were hit with an iron rod.Your mind is gone"
"Do you MEAN I am a murderer ?" -Rich.
"The court tells so"
"What do you think ?" 
Marshall rose from his chair in silence and Rich was taken to his cell.
"I never saw this man during my trial.Was I ever in trial? " Rich asked Jenny as she unwound his bandage.
"You were in a state of hollow mind Rich.Your brain cells were dead and at the same time they were obstinate to store something fresh" said Jenny as Rich looked her in despair.

THE TUNNEL OF LOVE

                                                                   SCENE 1
                                                            "My name is Rich Garlob.I am 25 years old.But " a drop from a nearby tap disturbed his thought.He closed it."Why am i here?Where am I?"
                        It was 1 10*10 room with an Indian toilet and a mirror as his companion.There was a window that welcomed air every smallest part of a second.He looked outside.All that he could see was a bridge with a boat hooting under it.The constant stridulation of the crickets was disturbing him.

                           "I have been here for the past six months without knowing the place where I am"
 "Andy" said his mind voice.
 "Who is Andy?"-he felt as if someone inside him questioned him.
"Andy is my close friend.He must be somewhere here in this city"
"You chose Andy over your love,idiot"
"My love?what do you mean?"
"Ellie-You cheated her"
"Ellie?"
Blurry thoughts were flashing in his mind.
"No.I never did"
"You did when you chose Martha"
"You liar!"-he thrashed the mirror and fell unconscious.
"Dr.Malcom!He did it again.I dont think our treatment is of any use" said a nurse with a pretty face.
A man,probably of age forty in a white coat said "No Jenny!I am sure.He is getting his lost memory back"

REMINISCENCE OF SAI MURUGAN

                                                   THE CASE OF MURDERED MINISTER
                                                       SCENE 5
                                     I and the inspector rushed to the hospital.A lanky youngster with a bright face was lying in the threshold of death."Forgive me Lord!"-he was murmuring.There were bruises all over his body.We came out of the ICU.The surroundings were stinky.

"What idea do you get from these bruises ,Mith?" asked the inspector lighting the cigar.

"I don't have any idea Sir"

"Well,it means you have learnt nothing but a zilch from me,Mith"a voice that was very familiar quipped.

"Sai!it is a surprise to see you here" cried the inspector.

"The case is solved old pal" remarked the genius.

"What do you mean?" inquired Balaji.

"It was his own son who murdered the minister to gain political mileage" paused Sai to see us in dismay.

"As you can see,when we went to the scene of murder,the tracks that were there conveyed that the murder had come in a car.And you could see that though the shoe-marks on the track were big,the thrust given to the ground was low,indicating that the murderer was a man of probably lesser weight that drew me to the conclusion that he must be a thin person"

"And do you think this is enough for you to conclude that his son is the culprit?" the inspector asked.

Though i was too shocked to utter any word,i was not dumb to listen the conversation.

"Point number two is that any minister would not dare out to venture alone without his security.I inquired his security.I was told that the minister was on an important job and he did not require the securities.I could make out that it must have been his family affair."

"Wow!"-Balaji.

"On inquiring his cook,I found that there was a heated argument between the father and his son the previous day on who would stand for the upcoming election"

"Very satisfactory.Can you pain yourself to explain about the bruises over his son's body?"

"Simple.முற்பகல் செயின் பிற்பகல் தாமே விளையும்.The conscience, you see place a role.The son had not slept because of the hard feeling.you could see from his eyes clearly.He must have jumped off from the upstairs of his house into the bushes background"

"Aah!That explains his murmur.You won this time too Sai.Congrats!"-Balaji.

"Everything is perfect Sir" I said as we were walking to our "home"."But why did Navin shout 'He was on a murder spree'?"

"Human tendency Mith!That is how poor Navin could have irritated the inspector who forced life out of him" he winked.

REMINISCENCE OF SAI MURUGAN

                                                  THE CASE OF MURDERED MINISTER
                                             SCENE 4
                                        "I think all you need is nothing but a good night sleep my pal" uttered the inspector.
                                     "Well,your wish is my command master" winked my companion.
       He continued,"Mith,it would be appropriate for you to escort my old friend.I would join you both as soon as possible",saying so he distanced himself from the stage of crime & disappeared after crossing the bushes.
    "Our fundamental object would be to catch Navin,the ex-cook.Lets get his hands tied at once" spieled Balaji.

                
                                    "Leave me" bawled Navin,as his limbs were tied to the bar of the gaol in the police station.
              "Why did you kill the minister?" roared the inspector as Navin was greeted with a blow after blow
             "I never met him after I was given the pink slip".His voice echoed.
           "Sir!" one of the constable's voice reached our ears."The son of the minister,Veera had been hammered.He is admitted to the Vikram hospital"
           "He is on the murder spree"  shouted Navin.
           "He who" asked the inspector.
           "He" howled Navin.The howl was accompanied by a laugh that was mad enough to irritate the inspector.