《I am Soulfully Yours》Roadblocks
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Sadhana couldn't believe it.
'Inga epdi?' she thought for herself.
She was confused, shocked, surprised and she couldn't find any other word that would express the present state of her mind. She felt as a total mess. She stood there without moving.
'Naan inga thaana 5 years munnadi Music class practice pannitu irunthen..Avarum inga thaan irunthaara 5 years munnadi? Appo avar love panna ponnu yaaru? Oh god why the knots are getting so tight. Then he had fallen in love with a girl who practiced music along with me?' Sadhana thought to herself.
Sadhana came out of her thoughts only when Roshan shooked her.
'Enna thangam..Ingaye ninutae..Ithu thaan avanga iruntha area.
Idho intha edathula thaan avanga pazahaya veedu irunthuchu. aparam..idho inga hospital iruke inga thaan antha music school irunthuchu. Naanga inga irukara hospital deanah kettutom.. Antha houseah sale pannavangaloda details kuduka mudiyathunu solraanga because of confidential reasons. Any way lets try it again'. Roshan said.
'Papa..Nee ingaye iru da..Naanga poi details kettutu varom' Prakash said.
'Illaney..Nanum varane' she said.
'Vendaam da..Naanga mattum poitu varom..Nee inga thevaillama alaiyarthe engalukku kashtama irukku' he said and made her wait in the reception area they went to meet the founder.
They both went to the receptionist and said about their appointment to meet the founder. The receptionist asked them to wait and after a couple of minutes she directed them to the founder's cabin.
Prakash came back after a minute and said the receptionist
'ungala naan nethu police stationla paathene?'.
The Receptionist gave a confused look and asked 'What?'
'Illa neenga en heartah thiruditinga' said and gave a so called romantic look. She blushed and chuckled.
'Dei vantha odane un velaiya aarambikatha..Naama edhuku vanthome antha velaiya paaka povom va' Roshan said by dragging prakash with his collars.
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They both went to the founder's room. The founder greeted them. He was in his sixties.
Roshan started 'Sir..I am Roshan and he is my friend Prakash.' The founder smiled and reciprocated them.
'Naan thaan nethu ungalukku call pannen' he said.
'Oh..yeah..I remember..Neenga edho meet pannanumnu sonninga illa?' the founder asked with a smile.
'Yes sir' Roshan said.
'Sollunga..Enna venum?' He asked looking at them.
'Actually indha place la idhukku munnadi oru music school irunthuthu..Naanga inga thaan music practice pannom..Aaana..all of a sudden antha house ah sale pannathuku aparam..engala enga friends yaaraiyume contact panna mudila..So neenga antha music school founder contact number edhavathu kudutheenga na it will be helpful for us to connect with our friends' Prakash said.
The founder gave an unbelievable look at prakash 'Ungala paatha music practice panna maari theriliye?' he gave a suspicious look.
'Sir sir..Naanga Keyboard practice pannitu irunthom Roshan came to the rescue.
'Yen sir..engala la paatha music kathukara maari theriliya..Chance kedacha..AR Rahman Orchestra la join pannuvom sir..ippo trendla enna maari curling hairoda irukkara pasangalukku thaan sir fan followers jasthi' Prakash said to him.
'Dei.Neeye edhavathu olari kaati kudukaatha..aparam oru paatu keyboardla vaachiki kaamika sollaporaru' Roshan murmured to prakash.
Sir..Naanga oru charitable event kaga enga kooda practice paanvangaloda connect panna kekarom..entha SM platformliyum engalala connect panna mudila sir..' Roshan gave the final straw.
'Ok..ivlo thooram neenga kekarthunaala..naan contact tharen' founder said and gave the contact to them.
After a solid 30 minutes, Roshan and Prakash came back.
'Enna Achu Ney?' Sadhana asked curiously.
'Oru vazhiya contact details kedachiduchu' Roshan sighed.
'Antha sotta mandaiyan kuduka maatenu sollitaan..aparam epdiyo pesi..music school founder contact mattum vaangitom' Prakash said.
'ivan moonjiya paatha odane founderku doubt vanthuduchu..Athunaala romba doubtahve paathutu irunthaan' antha aalu' Roshan said.
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'oh..siruh mattum apdiye Ranbir kapoor maari irukingalo' he smirked at him.
'Aiyo..anney..unga sandaiya aparam vechikonga...ippo intha numberku call panni pakalam anney?' Sadhana told Roshan & Prakash.
Roshan called the number but was no repsonse. After a couple of tries, a girl picked the call.
'Hello.. Naanga chennailenthu call panrom.. Mrs. Prema sivakumar Music School onnu run pannitu irunthaangalae..Avanga kitta pesanum' Roshan started the conversation.
'Oh..Ammava..Sorry sir..avanga erathu 2 years achu. Naan Avanga ponnu thaan pesaren. Ungalukku enna venum?' she asked.
'Illa madam..Naanga.. intha music school students..Antha school vacate pannathukaparam..engaloda music practice pannavanga contact edhum illa. athu thaan ungakitta students oda contact edhum iruntha.. engalukku share panna nalla irukum. We are looking to connect with them' Roshan said.
'Oh..sorry sir..antha details edhuvum amma vechikala..Once antha property sale pannitu angenthu vacate anathukaparam..amma bed ridden ayitaanga. So avanga entha detailsum safeguard panla' she gave a disappointed answer.
Roshan just thanked her and cut the call. Sadhana eagerly asked 'Ennachu anney..Edhavathu details kuduhthangala?'
'Illada..Avanga eranthu 2 years aachaam. Avanga entha detailsu maintain pannaliyam.' Roshan said.
Sadhana didn't know what to do further.
'Papa..namallala mudinjatha naama pannitom. But namakku entha detailsum kedaikala. Ithukke mela vera enna vazhi irukkunu therila' Prakash said.
'Papa..konjam think panni paaru..apdiye unakku contacts ellam kedachalum..athana perla..antha ponnu yaarunu epdi kandu pidippa? ovvoruthara paatu paada solviya? Apdiye avanga paadnalum antha voice thaan Arjun kettathunu epdi decide pannuva?' Prakash gave a valuable point.
Sadhana was just looking at them. 'Therila anney.. Inniki epdiyavathu kandu pudikalamnu nenaichen' she sighed.
'Inga paaru thangam.. I can understand your feeling. ippo ithuku rendu options irruku. Onnu..Arjun thaan antha ponnu yaarunu sollanum..But athu mudiyathu..yenna avanuke theriyathu..
second option.. at least antha voiceah ketaalavathu music schoolah practice panna ponnu yaarunu kandupidikka vera edhavathu vazhi irukkanu check panlaam'.
Ippo naama kitta rendu optionum favourable ah illa. Naama vera yethvathu idea kedaikuthanu think panlam. Nee konjam porumaiya iru' Roshan said about the roadblocks that they are facing right now which she found reasonable.
Trio came back home. After having lunch, Prakash & Roshan left from there after bidding bye to Sadhana, vasanthi & Vishwanath leaving Sadhana confused.
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