《I am Soulfully Yours》Invisible Cheerleader
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July 10, 2015,
In college, I was chatting with my friends. But I was constantly smiling. I reached the usual spot to meet my friends with a huge smile on my face.
'Machan.. enada face la oru oli vattam theriyuthu?' my friend Roshan teased me.
'Athellam onnu illada..eppavum pola thaan iruken' I Shrugged my shoulders.
'Mapla..un moonjila siripunu oru vishayam irukarthe inniki thaan paakaren. Sollu da. engalukku theriyama commit ayitiya?' prakash Panicked looking at me.
'apdi mattum solli enga mandaila idiya podatha da.' Roshan added.
'Dei athellam onnum illa da' I replied.
'appada..naanga kooda nee antha Nepal neimeenu Natasha kooda comit ayitonu nenachen' prakash added thevaillatha content.
I stared at them.
'Dei yen da moraikara? Ava oru vaarama kathukittu kadichu kadichu Tamil pesarale..yaarukaga? Ellam unakkaga thaan Machan' Roshan added petrol to my anger.
'neeye think panni paaru..neeyum avalum sync aaninganu vei..indiakum nepalkum oru naluravu varum da mapla..nee konjam consider Pannu mapla.' prakash gave a million dollar justification.
'dei apdi unakku ok illanalum..engaluku call forward panni vidu machan..simey illatha phoneku local sim expect panna edathula international sim iruntha happy ah connect panna vendi thaane?' Roshan started singles alaparais to me.
'naan kola casela ulla ponalum paravala...ungala pottu thallama vida maten inniki' I said and started hitting both of them.
'dei..neenga nenaikara maari onnum illa..neenga paatu edho oru puyalah kelapi vitadharginga' I squeezed prakash's shoulders.
'Mapla...vidu da..vidu da..valikuthu da' prakash pleaded me. I left him with a glare.
'kal nejakaran...Salli Salliya norikitaane' prakash murmured by massaging his shoulders.
'Machan..avana vidra..un moonjila enkikum illadha siripu inniki irukku. Nee etho happy ah iruka.. athu engalukku pachaiya therithu..Ennanu Sonna.. Naangalum Santhosha paduvom la' Roshan further used his technique to gather the information by rubbing his stomach.
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'Enda en siripu ungalukku colour colourahva theriyuthu?' I laughed at my own counter.
'Dei Roshanu.. Namba kooda Arjun Arjunu oru robo irunthaane avana paathe? Maapla..unmaiye sollu. Edhavathu kaathu karuppu adichidicha da.. Edhayavathu paathu bayanthutiya?' he touched my forehead and neck and fake concerned about my health.
I (chuckled) 'edhuvum paakala.. Aaana Keten'.
'Ennathu ketiya?' Roshan confusingly asked me.
'Aama Ava voiceah..' saying that he again reminced her voice.
'Machan theilva kozhaparan da' murmured to Roshan.
'Maapla.. Maapla.. Inga paaru.. onnum illa. naama nethu onna oru korean pei padam paathomla.. athula nee affect ayirka avlo thaan. Naama atha compensate panna, inniki shinchan paakalam seriya..' Prakash caressed my hair for which I glared at him.
'Enna maapla.. Shinchan venama.. Seri vidu Dora bujji paakalam..' Prakash again pacified me.
I smacked his shoulders. 'Dei enakku onnum illa da. Naan solratha muzhusa kelunga da vennaingala' I narrated the scene that happened in the morning.
'Machan/Maapla..' Prakash & Roshan said in unison.
'Aama da ava voice avlo soulful ah irunthuchu. Apdiye ennaiye maranthu kettutu irunthen da' Arjun said dreamily.
'Seri da. Unnala oru vaati kooda va avala paaka mudila?' Roshan asked. I disappointingly nodded my head.
'Vidu maapla. Pakathu veedu thaane epdiyum ethavathu oru situationla paakamala poidum.. paathukalam...Aana unoda serthu engalukkum enga vazhkaila vilaketha help panra paathiya..Nee thaan da unmaiyana nanban' saying Prakash hugged me and fake cried.
I was confused 'enna da?'
'Illa mapla...Unga pakathu veetla neriya ponnunga irukaanganu sonna illa.. Athu thaan naangalum vera ethavathu voice paatu paaduthaanu check panlam la' saying that gave a usual thiruttu muzhi.
I gave a punch on his stomach.
'Dei.. Athu veedu illa.. Music School...athuvum illama..naan just antha voice nalla irukkunu thaan sonen. Athukulla nee..epdiyavathu antha veetuku watchman agalaamnu plan pannatha? Reshma kitta sollata? I used the last weapon to threaten him.
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'Machan. unakku vishayam theriyatha. avalukku inniki kalyanam Machan' Roshan gave the new information.
I (looking at prakash bewildered) 'thoo..ithuvum pocha..'
Prakash smiled showing his 32 teeth. 'vidu maapla..enakaga oru ponnu paatu paadrathuku ready ayitu iruppa' said and saw upwards and gave his so-called romantic look.
I looked at him disgustingly. 'Iruppa.. Iruppa.. ipdiye edhavathu olaritu iru.'
'seri da vaanga polaam. inniki match vera irkku' Roshan said and we moved from there.
In the evening, I came frustrated from college and I was totally upset because we lost in the football tournament. I started to vent it out to my mother.
'Kanna... success and failure rendaiyum samama paakanum. Ippo enna intha match pochu na inoru match la win panna pora. Ellathaiyum personal eduthuka koodathu. Cheer up. Next match ku practice pannu' my mom pacified me.
'athu illa ma..intha match win panna state levelku qualify agirupom. I missed it' I expressed my disappointment.
'Arjun take it easy.. Win panrathu periya vishayam illa. Athula participate panrathu thaan vishayam.. And more over ovoru failureliyum nee edhavathu oru vishayatha kathupa. Athe maari iniki matchlayum nee learn panni iruppa. Lessons make a person better. Naama successful ah irukarthu vida lifela better person ah irukarthu thaan romba important, that will definitely give you a happy and contented life. So cheer up.. you will definitely win in the next match' my father gave me warm words which made me composed a little. My father is indeed true. I get immense satisfaction when I participate in the match.
I sighed and went to my room. But my thoughts are revolving around the day's match. Suddenly the same soulful voice started to sing.
In a fraction of a second, my mood changed to 180 degrees.
I felt a positive aura in her voice which I felt so divine and that made me to get a positive vibe. Smilingly I tried to see the face, but to my luck she is nowhere seen.
'Varaa.. paatu padraa..udane kan kaanama poidra..kaadhuku etnathu kannuku etamaatenthe.. Che' I sighed.
'ennikavathu naan unna kandipudipen angel' I said to myself.
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