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Getting to Know a Stranger, He Said ( Tamil Short Story)

Getting to Know a Stranger, He Said

I never thought I’d see the day when a stranger would stand in my kitchen, chopping vegetables in awkward silence.

 

          I had only known her as my wife for a week.  Our parents had taken care of all the arrangements, and they were extremely pleased when the local astrologer announced that our horoscope compatibility score was reasonably high.

 

          Somehow, I doubted that.  Ananthi was a fairly beautiful woman, but I barely knew her.  Though I respected my parents’ wishes, I wondered deep down if such a thing would ever work out between us.

 

Nevertheless, there was something…heavy in the air that I couldn’t quite identify, and it bothered me.  It bothered me a lot.

 

Ananthi’s yelp of pain snapped me out of my reverie.  I saw her place her left thumb in her mouth.

 

I walked up to her and asked her if she was all right.

 

          Her emerald green eyes stared back at me in surprise.  She took her thumb out of her mouth immediately.

 

“I’m sorry,” she said.  “I was careless.  I’ll be more careful next time.”

 

          “Let me have a look at that wound.”

 

          “It’s all right, Rakul,” she reassured me.  “It’s just a shallow cut.”

 

          “Perhaps, but I’d still like to see it,” I insisted.

 

          She looked at me as if I had uttered something blasphemous.  “Rakul, is everything all right?”

 

          “Everything is fine,” I blurted out.  “Actually, not everything is fine.”

 

          “What is the matter?”

 

          “Nothing.  Everything.  I don’t know.”  I scratched my nape in exasperation.

 

          She looked as if I had struck her physically.  “Are you…displeased with me?”

 

          I sighed.  “No, I’m not.  But I think that maybe I should do the cooking.  That is, after we see to your wound.”

 

          As soon as I had spoken the words, I thought she’d be offended, but she looked oddly relieved instead.

 

          “I think you’re right,” she said with a slight smile.  “To be honest, I’m not much of a cook, anyway.”

 

I found myself smiling for some reason.  After examining her hand, I grabbed the nearest strip of Band-Aid and wrapped it around her finger.  “That should do it.”

 

“Thank you,” she said softly.

 

“You’re welcome,” I flashed her a wry smile.  “Now, will you please, please let me do the cooking?”

 

“By all means,” she giggled.  “I thought you’d never ask.”

 

Perhaps it wasn’t so bad to have a stranger for a wife after all.

 

 

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Falling In Love and Out of Love ( Tamil Short Story)

Falling In Love and Out of Love

 

Ashwin and Geetha can’t believe just how lucky they are.  After years of hoping and praying for love to come their way, they finally found each other, and they couldn’t be happier.  The heady, dizzying sensation of falling in love is so exciting and exhilarating in the first few months that they’ve been together, and it seemed like they would always feel this way for the rest of their lives.

 

Little did they know that once the novelty has worn off and the romance has abated, the true test of love will find its way into their fragile relationship?  The changes came in gradual trickles.  Ashwin started spending more time at work, while Geetha started resenting Ashwin’s determination to get ahead in his career.

 

When before Ashwin’s focus on his goals was something Geetha admired and loved about him, this same trait became the reason why she now questions his love for her.  In like manner, Ashwin started resenting Geetha’s tendency to always check up on him wherever and whenever.

 

He used to love the fact that she always wants to be with him and how she fixes her schedule so that she has more time for him.  Now, he can’t stand the way she’s always in his face.  He wished she had other stuff to do instead of always just wanting to be with him 24/7.  She’s getting to be too clingy, and it’s boring him.

 

“Can you please find something else to do instead of always nagging me about not spending all my time with you?”  Ashwin said during one of their endless arguments.

 

“You used to always want to be with me!”  Geetha cried out.

 

This kind of argument is now commonplace in their relationship.  In fact, it seems that all they ever do nowadays every time they’re together is to get on each other’s nerves and argue all the time.

 

“What happened to us?”  Geetha silently asked him on night.

 

“We grew up.  We fell out of love.”  Ashwin painfully answered.

 

“So this is goodbye?”  Geetha asked again.

 

“I guess it is.”  Whispered Ashwin.

 

Painfully but with hope burning in their hearts, they said their final goodbyes with the promise that should their paths cross again and they find themselves falling in love all over again, that they would make it work the second time around.

 

Maybe they just need to grow apart in order to find each other again someday.

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Constant (Tamil Short Story)

Constant

 

Parani liked to wake up at exactly 7:00 AM everyday.  He liked his coffee bitter, with just a single lump of sugar and exactly two teaspoons of creamer, the vanilla-flavored one.  He liked his morning paper folded in such a way that he’d always see the front page before anything else.  He liked his clothes arranged neatly in rows, organized according to color.  He liked shoes placed side by side, always at the same spot beneath his sock drawer.  He liked his documents filed alphabetically.  He liked his desk clean and free of clutter, with the pen-holder always placed on the upper right corner.  He liked everything to be arranged in the exact same way he wanted them to be. 

 

You see, Parani was the kind of person who liked his life to be filled with constancy.

 

He operated on the belief that if everything in life was in its place, constant and reliable, then life would be easier to handle.  After all, people overcome their problems by sorting them out, surely if the little things sorted out, then there’s more time for those bigger problems, and thus, life would be easier.

 

And indeed, the principle worked quite well with him.

 

He had a high-paying job, an apartment of his own, and a nice shiny car.  Few things in the world could faze him.  Yes, indeed, he had it made.  Everything in his life was under his own control…

 

…until she walked into his life in her shabby sneakers and her dowdy skirts.

 

“Hi Parani, remember me?”

 

Of course he did, he could recognize that high-pitched squeal anywhere.  Besides, no other woman he knew would want to wear those inch-thick glasses.

 

Aisha…

 

“What do you want?” he barked, crossing his arms in mock annoyance.

 

When she broke into a toothy grin, however, he couldn’t prevent his lips from turning upwards at the corners.  The half-frown/half-smile didn’t last long, however, as she tripped – in typical Aisha-fashion – and paper went flying everywhere, making a total mess of his office and making him break out into full-fledged laughter.

 

Aisha’s toothy grin, however, had disappeared and given way to an exasperated pout which he only caught a glimpse of since she immediately dropped to her knees and started picking up the papers.

 

“Aren’t you gonna help me, Parani?”

 

He was still laughing when he stood up and approached her, but he didn’t help her pick up the papers, however.  Instead, he pulled her up and enveloped her in a big hug.

 

“Welcome home, Aisha.”

 

Yes, indeed, she was the chaos in his order.  And yet, she was the one he wanted to stay constant the most.

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Love at First Sight (Tamil Short Story)

Love at First Sight

 

Love can be found in the most unlikely places, the parking lot for one.

 

Ram was waiting in line to pay for the groceries he bought when the old woman behind him started talking to him.  He was not one to enjoy conversations, especially not now that his mind is on other things as he had a deadline to finish and he only has about five hours to finish the whole article.  But the old woman kept on talking to him.  Wanting to be courteous but irritated at the same time, he answered her in short sentences.  But that did not deter the old woman.  Finally, he paid for his groceries, but she still stopped him.

 

“Young man,” she said, “Please help me with my groceries.  I’ve bought a lot, you see, and my niece is waiting by the car.  I can’t possibly carry all these things myself!”

 

Cursing silently, he nodded, his mind still on his deadline.  On top of his worries to go home and start with the article, he was now praying that the cashier do his job quickly so he can help her load her items to her niece’s car.  At last, she was done paying with her groceries.  He took two of the bags but found out too late that she had a lot more to carry.

 

“Are they all yours?” he asked, miffed.

 

“Yes,” she answered sheepishly, “My niece is home, and I wanted to cook her a special dinner.  I guess I got carried away and bought a lot.  Most, I probably will not use anyway.”

 

“Well, let’s go then,” he said.

 

As he was carrying what seems like a hundred bags, they went to the parking lot.  A car was waiting there for them with a young woman about his age sitting behind the wheel.

 

“That’s my niece,” the old woman said proudly.  “She’s really beautiful.  I want you to meet her.”

 

He grunted his reply.  “Beautiful or not,” he thought, “I have a deadline to finish.”

 

When they approached the car, the young woman got out to help them load the groceries.  And yes, she was indeed a very beautiful woman.

 

“Beautiful, isn’t she?” the old woman persisted, especially when she noticed the stunned look on his face.

 

He nodded his response.  She really is beautiful.

 

“Mathu,” the old woman said, “This young man here is very kind to me.  Come and meet him.”

 

Mathu approached them, extending a hand.

 

When Ram took it, it was soft.  “Well, to hell with the deadline,” he thought as he felt the stirrings of emotions he never felt before.

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Changing of the Seasons

Changing of the Seasons

 

Ananthi couldn’t believe what had just happened to her.  After working so hard to make her dreams come true and put up her own garments business, she had to fold up after only five years because demand for her products abroad dramatically went down, and locally, she wasn’t selling as well as she first used to.

 

The soaring prices and the diminishing demand for her products have compelled her to finally accept that she couldn’t keep up with the hard times anymore.  Although she had a little savings to tide her over until she can figure out what to do next, she was still hurting over the loss of her business.

 

As if destiny was playing tricks on her, around the same time that she lost her business, she also found out that her husband has been seeing another woman for the past year.  They have been married for only three years, and yet, he has already turned to womanizing.  Good thing they didn’t have children, otherwise they would be deeply affected by the divorce.

 

“I must have done something bad when I was younger for Fate to play this cruel trick on me.”  She thought, bemused.

 

For weeks, she mulled over what she did wrong to deserve this kind of life.  Was she a bad wife?  Did she perhaps hurt someone unintentionally and now she’s paying for it?

 

Doubting herself and her character, she fell into deep depression, and no one can get her out of it.  She refused to see anyone, not her friends and certainly not her family.  She was so ashamed of being such a failure!

 

Then one day, she just suddenly thought to herself, “What am I doing with my life?  Why have I allowed myself to waste away when there is still so much to live for?”

 

As if on cue, she snapped out of her depression.  She was determined to start over and learn from all the painful events that have happened to her recently.  She knows that life is just like the seasons, there will be rainy days and sunny days.

 

She knows that there is the calm after the storm.  She had a choice of either holding on to all the painful events and wallow in self-pity for the rest of her days, or she can learn from them, cry over them and then move on.  After all, seasons change and when they do, you just have to ready.

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Santhipu! ( Tamil Short Story )

Santhipu!

The meeting

 

“Sorry!” they both said hurriedly and looked away in embarrassment. They didn’t look where they were turning and their heads collided, not knowing what to do they walked away in the opposite direction unable to face each other.

 

Suruthi smiled to her self as she thought once again of that incident, with out realising that she was on a packed train full of people. She was only close to him for a second but even then she managed to take in the sweet smell of his aftershave, from then onwards she could not help thinking of him and that incident. It had made a permanent mark in her heart.

 

As Suruthi sat on that train to continue her long journey, she began thinking of their first meeting. She remembers him walking into the room that she was in; though she noticed that he was new she did not paying much attention to him. It was only on their second meeting that she was drawn to him and his sense of humour; having had the opportunity to sit opposite him she was watching his every move with her eagle eyes. He was a cheerful guy, always full of energy; every one liked him as he always made him self known. He had his way with everyone, what she really liked about him was that he would help anyone, unlike some guys who would just mind their own business. Children also seemed to be drawn to him; Suruthi was amused to notice how easily he tuned into child when playing with them. It was inevitable for her to think that he would make a good father. By not talking to him and simply watching and hearing about him she began to understand him in depth, this may not have happened if she was able to talk to him as she would have been influenced by what he says. She feels that even if his character may not be perfect she knows him properly. He had all the qualities that she always looked for in a guy in addition to that he seemed to have made a good impression on her parents.

 

 

 

Suruthi couldn’t help but think of him every waking minute, even in her dreams he would torment her.  There was one problem, even though she liked him she doesn’t know if he has thought of her in that way. She also new a nice guy like him would be attractive to every girl not just her self, so she new that there is a chance that he could already be taken. Still, she laid trust in her love and believed that if her love was true then eventually they will unite. She knows the route that he takes to work and when her train passes the interchange station she would look out of the window hoping to at least catch a glimpse of him, but knowing her luck this never happened, but she never gave up she was strong minded. She even took the same journey as him to see if there was any chance of her meeting him, but neither luck nor coincidence worked for her, but this was usual for Suruthi as she was used to disappointment.

 

 

Today was no different, it was just a typical morning journey, she braced her self as the station drew near and pleaded with god as usual, and as the station arrived she glued her eyes outside the window hoping to see her beloved. As she heard the usual service announcement she grew disappointed again, as the doors closed once more on her life. She now stared at the floor and thought miserably of her luck. This was why she was startled when she felt a tap on her shoulder; she shuddered as she turned around her heart raced like never before, could it be? If only! Slowly she turned around bracing her self expecting anything. To her amazement and disappointment it was her high school friend that she lost contact with, she didn’t know weather to be happy or sad, she greeted her friend comforting her self that there is always tomorrow.

 

Santhipu meendum thodarum…

…Suruthi…..

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Brothers ( Tamil Short Story )

Brothers

 

Mathan and Mohan are not real brothers.  But they love each other like true brothers.  They grew up together and did everything together.  In school, they would always look out for one another.  If someone bullied the other, one would always come to the rescue.

 

Growing up, they helped each other through the difficult stages of puberty.  They were inseparable.  They always had each other’s backs.  In fact, in their village, they are often called twin brothers because of the way they stuck together through thick and thin.  If Mathan would be walking alone, villagers will readily inquire about Mohan and vice versa.

 

It happened one day that they saw a beautiful young woman walking by herself.  Upon inquiry, they found out that her name was Kavitha and that she has just moved to the village with her parents.  She was about the same age they were, all of 18 years.

 

Both boys liked Kavitha, but they kept their feelings hidden from one another.  It would seem that this is the first time they ever kept anything from each other.  They didn’t know why they kept it hidden, perhaps it’s because this is the first time they ever liked a girl, and this is all new to them.

 

Eventually though, Mohan told Mathan that he liked Kavitha.  He even asked for Mathan’s help in courting the girl.  Mathan, stunned, could only nod in agreement to his friend’s request.

 

Mathan would bring flowers and letters to Kavitha for his friend Mohan.  He would tell her that his friend was too shy to approach her personally.  While this was going on, Mathan grew to love Kavitha more and more.  He was beginning to feel that she felt the same way.

 

When he did find out that it was him Kavitha wanted, he had mixed feelings.  He didn’t know if he was going to be happy or sad.

 

“I love you, Kavitha.  But I can’t hurt my friend who is like a brother to me.”  Mathan sadly told her.

 

“What shall we do then?  Ignore our feelings for the sake of your friendship?”  She hurtfully asked him.

 

That night, they did promise to love one another forever but only in secrecy.  They will never be together because Mohan is just too dear to Mathan.  Mathan never found out that the reason why Mohan never married was because of his love for Kavitha.

 

Mathan, too, never married because Kavitha didn’t accept his hand, and he never fell in love with another woman.  Kavitha also remained single loving the man she can never have.

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TRUE LOVE WILL LIVE FOREVER!

TRUE LOVE WILL LIVE FOREVER!

 

Meena and Prakash have been best friends since they were children. Meena couldn’t live without Prakash and Prakash can’t live without Meena. They did everything together.

 

Prakash left their country home and settled in the city because prakash’s dad got a better job. Yet they still stayed in contact with each other. Every week they wrote letter to each other.

 

          Prakash soon fell in love with Meena. Her letter made him feel loved and wanted. Her cuteness and her child like   personality made him want to spend the rest of his life with her. He was sure she would make a good wife and a companion. His love for her grew but he didn’t know whether to tell her. He was scared that their friendship will break.

 

          Meena however, started to get butterflies in her stomach when she heard that there is a letter for her from Prakash. Her face began to glow of happiness. She didn’t understand why she felt like this. Everything that she looked at reminded her of Prakash.

 

          Prakash wrote a letter to Meena telling her he is coming to see her. Meena was over the moon. She couldn’t wait to see him. Prakash was nervous but delighted to go and see his friend.

 

          The day arrived. Prakash and Meena met each other at the lake where they used to play. Their eyes met but they turned away quickly as sudden shyness took over. They both didn’t know what to say.

 

          After 3 hours of silence, Prakash said good bye to Meena and left. Meena wanted to stop him but words would not come out. So she began to cry. As she was about to leave she saw a card and bunch of red roses. She slowly opened the card. Prakash left a card saying how he felt about her. Meena began to cry again but of happiness. She turned around to go home and there he was standing with a smile that melted her heart.

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By the Lake ( Tamil Short Story )

By the Lake

 

Down by the lake, Kanthan told Kavitha that he loved her.  The lake was their favorite spot, and they had spent many afternoons there under the shade of the tree just sharing their hopes and dreams.

 

She was fifteen then, and he was seventeen.  They had many hopes for the future, and they whispered promises of love to one another.  Kavitha knew that Kanthan had to leave one day to work in the city.  He said that he will do it to save for their future because he wants to be able to take care of her and the children they will have someday.

 

Although they were both sad about this, they knew that they had to separate for a while to prepare for their life together.  On their last night together, down by the lake, Kanthan asked her to marry him.  He made her promise to wait for him until he comes back and they can get married.

 

Being so in love with him, she gave her promise to wait for him.

 

For months, they exchanged letters.  Each one contained their promise of undying love for one another.  Although the separation was painful and hard for them, they both endured the sacrifice because they knew that once they get married, no one can ever separate them again.

 

“Meet me by the lake a fortnight from today.”  Kanthan’s last letter said.  “I will be coming home, and we can be together at last.”

 

Kavitha could hardly contain her happiness upon receiving this last letter.  She couldn’t believe that, after two years of being apart, her lover is finally coming home to her!  In two weeks’ time, she will be in Kanthan’s arms once more.

 

On the day that she was to meet Kanthan, she carefully chose the dress that she was going to wear.  She washed her hair twice to make sure that she smelled nice for him.  She prepared a small picnic for them, sure that they will be spending hours by the lake just catching up and cuddling.

 

But evening fell and no Kanthan came.  She waited and waited for him until she was so exhausted that she fell asleep.

 

Meanwhile in her house, Kanthan’s parents came to tell them that he had met an accident on his way to her.  Kavitha, waiting by the lake, didn’t know that her lover will never be meeting her in their favorite spot anymore.

 

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Broken Vows

Broken Vows

 

There have been times when Latha felt as if she couldn’t go on anymore.  After 12 years of marriage, her husband suddenly decided that he wants a divorce.  No explanations, except that he just fell out of love.  Sure, they had their differences, but what couple didn’t?

 

Lately, he had been spending more time at work, even working on Sundays but she thought it was just a phase, and he’d soon snap out of it.  She never saw this coming.

 

She wanted to beg him to stay.  She wanted to cry out to him and say how much she needed him.  She was ready to do whatever it takes to have him back.  But pride held her back.  So instead, she sat glued to the sofa, staring into space saying nothing.  She painfully watched him walk out the door and out of her life.

 

“Why?  How can he do this to me?”  She would ask herself at night.  The gods must be punishing her.

 

“Would he have stayed if she had bore him children?”  This question keeps nagging at her and tearing her heart into pieces.

 

The doctors said that she couldn’t have children.  There was something wrong with her.  Their best option is to adopt, but her husband wouldn’t hear of it.  So instead, he fell out of love and left her.

 

After months of keeping herself holed inside the house, she decided to pick up the tattered pieces of her life and start over again.  No, she’s not ready to fall in love again, and honestly, she’d rather focus on herself for awhile.

 

She can go back to Art School and continue painting. She had given this up when she got married to have more time for her husband and future children.  Funny how life works out.

 

She also decided to learn how to cook exotic dishes from other countries.  They had a cooking course in a nearby hotel.  She busied herself with activities that she hardly noticed a year has already gone by since the divorce.

 

Looking back, she realizes that perhaps the divorce was a blessing to her.  She has become independent and she has learned to spread her wings.  For the first time in her life, she felt as free as a bird, and she’s loving every minute of it!  And for the first time in her life, she wasn’t merely anyone’s wife; she was Latha, independent woman.

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