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Chapter 4

Yonus Latheef was born second eldest in a household consisting of three men, four wives and eight children. The men ran a small non-profit auto service centre which was front cover for umpteen other unauthorized jobs. The male children helped in the auto shop, but were quick to grasp the other special talents from the senior generation. Once a national leader had died and there was unruly violence, carnage and looting in the town, instigated by the leader's party. Latheef and his brothers decided to visit an electronics showroom, but were rounded up by Sendhilvelan. While Sendhil left off the younger ones with stern warnings, he held back Latheef. Yonus wouldnot have minded even death punishment, but he never forgave Sendhil for sending him to the juvenile home, where untold atrocities took place. Two years later he escaped and from then on maintained a low profile, changing identities and jobs every few months. He had only one target in his life- Sendhil.

I am a winner, I can do this, I am going to finish this and prove myself'

Nivedha repeated this mantra ever since her digital watch alarm went off at five in the morning. She immediately got up and, without disturbing her roommate, proceeded to the common wash room with her towel. She finished her breakfast by 7.30 and went back to her room to pack her college bag. Rachel yawned, 'Morning Nivedha… hey adhukkulla kilambitiya? Good Luck.'

'Thanks Raech, see you in the evening, bye', Nivedha left the room smiling and went in search of Mrs. and Mr. D'Souza, the old couple who ran the Working Women's Hostel.

'Aunty, uncle Bless pannunga.'

They wished and said a silent prayer for her.

Nivedha reached the bus terminus with in a couple of minutes and boarded an empty bus. She took a seat in the front and glanced around herself and felt the vibration inside her bag.

She picked up her cellphone, ' Hello… Nikhil, un call ai than edhirparthuttu irundhen.'

'All the best, bujji.' She made a face , 'eiye.. eiye.'

She heard his loud laugh,' ambel , ambel. Nivedha oru avasara velaiya naan Mumbai poren… vara 10, 15 naal aagum. Take care, bye.'

'Bye, Nikhil', she said fondly.

She switched it off- who else would contact her now? She looked at her watch. She should reach her destination in another thirty to forty minutes depending on the traffic. She took a deep breathe, looked at the gulmohar trees surrounding the bus terminus and felt the cool breeze and closed her eyes with satisfaction. The trees reminded her childhood days.

Nivedha was born as the only child in a wealthy home. Her father had his own successful setup. She had very little memory of her mother, who died of a serious illness, when Nivedha was just five. Her father never married again, but due to his work commitments, had put her in a residential convent. During her holidays, Nivedha visited her paternal aunt and her son, Nikhil, who was two years older than her. They lived in the outskirts, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Nivedha had never seen Nikhil's father and no body had any idea about his whereabouts. The youngsters bonded very well. Nivedha cherished her holidays spent with Nikhil and the neighbourhood children, climbing trees, plucking fruits and flowers, visiting the temple pond in the evenings. Her aunt would take them to the tent theatre occasionally. The duo enjoyed the elanda vadai, kamarkatt and kadalai urundai from the stalls outside, while the aunt cried along with 'Pandari Bai' or 'Sowkar Janaki'. During the night hours, they would collect fireflies in transparent bottles and release them all together and chase them laughing. Her aunt was a very good cook and made delicious meals out of the produce of their humble garden.

Life went on uneventfully until the fateful day…….she paled at the thought of it and gripped the window frame involuntarily.

The shrill sound of the conductor's whistle brought her out of her reverie and she realized that her college was way behind. She immediately got down and crossed the road. The opposite side bus stop was crowded and she started scanning the area for an auto. She couldn't find one, only a beige esteem was taking a U turn.

Woh, good one yar. 2 flashback in one episodes... 👏 Uhh now netra is wondering what happen that makes NIvedha pale? Some terrible incident?

Giri, suspense tanggalai par.... Can u PM me whats next first 😉 ?? Joking naa.... Will wait for the next episode.

omg,elandhavadai,kamrkat......giri u reminded me of school days,i just luv these items.. 😛

unga storyai padicha enakku edho oru connection irukku....luking forward 😃

wow giri the plot is getting bigger & bigger👏 👏 👏

i wish i cud write something like this 😳

"small non-profit auto service centre"
Is this an oxymoron? Idhu maadhiri naan kelvi pattadhey illey..
Auto service centre naale thiruttu pasanga dhaan 😆

Crying with Pandari Bai.. lol
Pandari Bai means orey the azhugachi dhaan..

Thriller la subtle humor um kondu vandhu irukeenga.. nice!

Chapter 5

The new academic session began well at Prince Rajendra College of Arts and Science. After the welcome speech by the Principal, the freshers were taken for a tour of the college. Nivedha breathed in the scenic beauty of the lush green campus spread over 40 hectares of land. The fresh air smelled of a mixture of light fragrances from Golden showers and Oleander. She double checked the location of the book store and library.

Finally they moved to their respective class rooms. Nivedha prayed sincerely as she entered her First Year B.Sc Applied Science class. The room was not very big, but airy, had a good view of the greenery outside the windows and could accommodate around fifty pupils. Nivedha found a corner seat in the third row on the window side and smiled at her visibly excited neighbour.

' Hai, I am Veena from Ganesh Vidyalaya.'

' Nivedha …..Amala Convent.' They shook hands.

'I came school third with 93%. What about you?'

Nivedha paused for a moment before saying quietly,' I was state fourth' and Veena opened her mouth as wide as a 100gm Vicks bottle.

Valli was beginning to get agitated. She fingered the HOD nameplate and looked at the wall calendar and realised she was already a week old in the college. This afternoon she had to take the demonstration of yet another lecturer – recruit, this time recommendation from the Vice Principal, Jeevarathinam. It was already 1.30 in the afternoon and she was getting late for her class in FY App science, but the new fellow had no sense of punctuality. She gritted her teeth and decided to go to the class without him. As she entered the corridor leading to the classroom, he came hurriedly with a few books.

'Excuse me ma'am, Professor Amritavalli?'

'Very much. You are late.' She observed grimly.

'I am so sorry to have delayed you Professor.'

'Never mind, come on let us hurry.'

'But ma..am,,,,' She started walking briskly and he followed her with confusion written large over his face. She stopped at the door, opened one of her books and pointed the first chapter to him. I shall give you 20 minutes time to prepare this topic. Take the last row.'

'But I…'

She wasn't listening, 'Mr...?'

'Aravind Krishnasami'

'20 minutes', she urged him inside and waited for him to settle before she let herself in .

Aravind glanced around. He spotted an empty seat at the diagonal end and moved in that direction. Oblivious of his presence, Nivedha was preoccupied with her book. He sat behind her, with a very satisfied look. He placed the other books on the desk and opened the one given by Valli. Finishing her introduction, Valli distributed the syllabus, assignment and project topics and briefed about the practical sessions and procedures to be followed. She was distracted by an office peon with a small note.

'Enna vishayam Velaiyudham?'

The man called Velaiyudham checked his note again before replying, 'Madam, indha classla Nivedha nu yaaravadhu irukaangala? Office kku vara sonnanga.' Nivedha got up with a worried look on her face and sought Valli's permission. Aravind's eyes followed her approvingly till she went out of sight. Nivedha walked behind the peon silently to the office room. What was it about? She had paid the first fee installment fully by cheque. She had seen the debit entry in her passbook. Could it be a problem with her age? She guessed not. She then suddenly remembered Nikhil. Has something happened to him? She recalled having switched off her mobile after his call in the morning. She cursed herself and entered the office.

The clerk asked, 'Nivedha, FY BSc Applied Science?'

'Yes Sir.'

'Ungalukku oru parcel vandhu irukku. Konjam irumma, eduthu tharen.' Nivedha nodded and started drumming the table softly.

OK..2 characters from 2 tracks connected now..
Anticipation building..

wow akka....orey suspensa irukkuthe endro parthen..but now I think I understand the plot 😛

parcel from her dad I guess or Younes? 😉

Reading you ff is like watching "lost" drama...they kept on revealing how 1 character was related to the other one 😃

waiting for the next installment 😉

aiyyoda.........giri bayangara thrilling'a kondu poreenga...gr8....next what 😉