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Sudden Sparks - 2

@willkatfanfromasia and I are back with the new chapter to our modern KunxVT series... happy reading 💖

This is getting more difficult by the minute, she huffed. Kriti was trying hard- very hard,mind you!- to look only into the laptop screen as Vaishakh was entertaining her niece with a game of scrabble.

Seems convenient enough, if not for two things

Her niece popping up with enthusiastic questions

Vaishakh looking at her from the corner of his eyes

"Mama! What about Pandemic? Will it fit? "

Kriti couldn't help but smirk, her niece was a chip off the old block.

"Ayo! I didn't know that word till i was 12…Besides it's 8, we need 9 letters!"

This was enough trigger for the vivacious Kriti jr.

"Athaiii, help me!!! Oh no wait"

"Pancake? No!"

"Premier? Pendant? Nooo"

Her niece had apparently inherited not just her intelligence but also her stubbornness in solving problems alone.

Vaishakh opened his mouth, eager to put the child out her misery but the sight of her aunt's narrowed eyes silenced him

"Let her be, she'll figure it out" the eyes signalled.

And what eyes they were!

"Got it! Pachyderm" the little girl yelled pulling him out of his reverie

She had a smile plastered on her face as she arranged the letters on board. " You never fail to amaze me! How'd you hear about it?" He asked the jubilant child

" Simple,uncle Arun supports a charity that cares for rescue elephants. So I remembered him saying that"

This kid was truly something else! Aditya and Nandini raved about how intimidating their daughter would be if she's anything like her aunt…I think I might find out soon, he mused.

The game demanded a 5 letter word starting with M.

"Marry" he decided subconsciously.. not expecting a barrage of questions.

"Marry? As in marriage? Like how uncle Arun says he'll marry aunt Vinita"

"Er.. yes"

"Like how those grandmas at the parties we attend keep asking athai when she'll marry"

Interesting tidbit,he grinned, as he saw a blush spread down Kriti sr's neck.

Kriti knew her niece's fondness for mischief rivalled her mother's. Her niece knew the word, even if she doesn't understand the concept.

"You know what the word means, sweetheart, that's enough" said the soft but firm voice. Kriti jr turned away from her playmate to shoot her aunt a cheeky smile.

Before she could open her mouth again, Kriti pointed at the side table "I have an old PlayStation kept there. Haven't used it in ages but feel free to dust it and explore"

Vaishakh, already boyish, turned even more youthful in that moment as he shared her niece's curiosity.

She'd pay to see that face everyday… wait, where did that come from?

They gleefully unwrapped the device, intermittently coughing as they dusted it off.

All the living room plug points were occupied, so they followed Kriti's instruction and headed to the guest room.

She felt a vague sense of doubt as she saw them go. "There's something wrong with the guest room…but what was the problem? Shit! Looking at numbers all day has addled my brain"

Just as she perused her memories to figure it out…

The house was engulfed in pitch darkness

"Oh…shi…shih-tzu" exclaimed the male voice

Charming even now, she snickered.

Kriti breathed through the initial shock and reached for her phone. She realised she left it to charge in her bedroom and smacked her head. Her niece's 'spooky' howling was only encouraged by the big kid next to her. The dual tones of wolf mimicry only cemented Kriti's migraine.

'This will have to do' she exhaled turned her laptop screen towards the room. She spotted a torch in a shelf beneath the TV. She walked carefully and picked it up.

The howls had died down and only faint yelps could be heard.

Curious,she switched it on, pointing it towards the guest room.

Lo and behold! She saw the two 'wolves' tamed by a bar of chocolate.

Turns out her co-babysitter is not just a pretty airhead.

The assurance of their safety only itched her need to tell them off

"Breathe kriti. It's not their fault remember" she thought as she breathed slowly.

The guest room circuit had tripped once before. She'd been putting off replacing it due to her never-ending schedule of business meetings and deadlines.

In fact, it was the latest 'deadline' that distracted her from warning her guests.

The 2 "wolves" looked sheepish, hoping she wouldn't tell them off for the short-circuit or eating chocolate on her bed. Kriti harrumphed " if you can't beat them, then join them" and bounced on the mattress- swiftly stealing a molten square from their hands.

"So..." Vaisakh said, licking his fingers off the chocolate "I think the power went out when we switched on the light. Maybe it must be a short circuit?"

"The wire had been faulty" Kriti sr replied, popping another chunk of chocolate into her mouth, "I've been meaning to get it fixed"

"You mean the great perfectionist Kriti forgot to do a task?" Vaisakh fixed her with a teasing look "You're clumsy"

That struck a nerve because Kriti was so proud of her organisational skills and getting things done on time. "I wasn't being clumsy, I was busy. There's a huge difference between the two - maybe you'd understand if you stop being so childish " She retorted and saw the smile vanish from Vaisakh's lips.

"You don't know me so don't just assume" He said in a serious tone

"Right back at you" Kriti strike back, neither noticing Kriti jr glancing between them with a frown.

She let out a small whimper and both adults looked in her direction.. Kriti felt bad on seeing her niece so upset.

"Okay, this useless banter is not helping our situation" She said, looking back at Vaisakh "And how can we conclude this was just the short circuit? It could also be a general power cut "

Vaishakh nodded "Let's go ask next door". They washed their hands and knocked on the opposite door.

Mrs.Venkatesh opened the door with her usual friendly smile and regarded the visitors with curiosity "Yes, Kriti dear. Is there any problem?"

"I'm so sorry to disturb you but our lights just went out and I was wondering if it was a power cut"

Mrs. Venkatesh glanced back at her brilliantly lit living room "Well, I don't think so. Must be a short circuit". Kriti hummed, trying not to look at Vaisakh and give him the satisfaction of proving her wrong.

"Would you like to come in?" Mrs. Venkatesh stole a glance at Vaisakh "And don't forget to introduce your boyfriend to me" she half whispered to Kriti who turned red at the implication. "No we're fine and " She pointed towards the boy next to her "and he's not my boyfriend "

"That's what they always say" Mrs. Venkatesh commented before waving them goodbye and closing the door.

Kriti glared at a smirking Vaisakh "Stop laughing. It wasn't that funny"

"It was a little funny" He said, now smirk turning into a grin

"Whatever, grab jr. Let's get inside. I'll call maintenance " She ordered and noted his puzzled expression "I thought she was with you" He said slowly

"No, I thought she was with you"

They looked around at the empty corridor and their opened door. Kriti felt like she was going to be sick.

Her niece was missing!

To be continued...

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nspwriteups · 10 months

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Blind Date | Vanmozhi OS Sequel

To say that Arun was surprised at the turn of events of the night would be an understatement. Contrary to what he thought how the blind date set up very cleverly by his sister would go, here he was, walking side by side his sister's best friend a.k.a his date while she was on a solo mission to find the "perfect" street foodspot, scanning the roadside with her wide eyes. He failed to suppress a short laugh and Vanathi turned to him inquisitivly "What's so funny?" She asked curiously. He shook his head and said "Just imagining my Akka thinking that we are bonding over champagne and steak". That got her to laugh as well "Speaking of food" Vanathi said, pointing to a dhaba opposite the road, "Let's start with appatizers". They crossed the road to a seemingly crowded dhaba, "Pani poori or Pav Bhajji?" She asked Arun. "Arun shrugged and grinned "Both?" Apparently that was the right answer because Vanathi's eyes lighted up and she turned to the dhabawale to make the order. The dhabawale handed them a plate each of Pani poori and pav bhaji each and said another plate is going to take some time because of the crowd. They said it's not a problem and decided to share. Arun popped a Pani poori into his mouth and chuckled at Vanathi trying to stuff a large portion of Pav bhaji into her mouth. "Hey, leave some for me too". She blushed and turned the other way, her hair forming a curtain over her face, obstructing him from seeing her expression. He wanted to look at her face, make sure she was happy and enjoying this moment as much as him. What to do to make her look at again? He extended the Pani poori plate towards her and that got her attention. She looked flustered but quickly recovered to pick up a Pani poori and pop it into her mouth, closing her eyes and giving him a thumbs up. "This is so delicious" She said and he gave her a thumbs up too, agreeing silently. Together they finished the meal and paid. "Where to next?" Vanathi asked, looking around. Arun had already noted a chaiwala some distance away. "A perfect cup of midnight chai" He said and made way for the shop.

Vanathi blew on her hot chai in clay cup. She stole a glance at her companion who was busy scrolling through his phone. This was better than she ever imagined. The perfect date. One of many to come, maybe? She felt her cheeks heat up thinking of the possibility of a second date and focused back on her cup. "Penny for your thoughts?" She looked up to see him smile at her and suddenly felt tonguetied. She let out a breathy chuckle and shook her head "I was just thinking, you seem really comfortable doing this. Ever been on a street food date before?" She was just attempting to make small talk and blutered out the first thing that came to her mind.

"Nope, this type of a blind date is first time" He said, smiling.

"If you think about it, it's not exactly a "blind" date" Vanathi continued, fully knowing she was just babbling but not able to stop her talk "I mean, I have seen you around and know you as Keerthana's brother and I'm pretty sure you know me too" She said softly, thinking if he said no, it would be so embarrassing.

"You have seen me around?" Arun looked at her questioningly "Where?" Because while it was true he knew her as his Akka's best friend, he didn't remember seeing her around before.

Vanathi found herself tongue tied for a second time that night . Well, better to come clean rather than lie around it. " I once came to your house to film a dance video. Keerthana was going to let me borrow your guest room for the filming. I didn't really knew my way around and ended up coming into your room. You were sitting by the balcony, with headphones so you didn't really notice me. I went out quickly, that was the first time I saw you" Vanathi deliberately left out the part where she had stood for some time, admiring his good looks and wondering if she'll ever get the courage to strike up a conversation with him before making her out of the room. But apparently the universe had heard her prayer because here she was, living out the date of her dreams with the guy of her dreams. "I remember that. Keerthana said it was the first time she was participating in a dance video" Arun remembered. He also remembered Keerthana sending him the link and him forgetting to watch it. For the next few minutes they spend watching some of her dance videos on YouTube. "This is really beautiful. You are superbly talented" Vanathi basked in Arun's compliments. After finishing their chai, they decided to end the date and go back to their respective cars parked in the hotel parking lot.

They made their way, walking slowly to the parking lot. They were walking so close that they could feel each other's fingers touching and both let it lingering there.

"So, does this meet up with your expectations of an ideal date?" Arun asked nervously.

Vanathi gave him a reassuring smile "It was better than my expectations"

Arun returned the smile and mustered up the courage to touch her hand and was relieved when she held his hand tighter. He felt they reached the parking lot faster than he thought of and gazed at her. "So…" He began, wondering how to phrase what he wanted to say next.

"So…." She mimicked his sentence, also seeming to be in a dilemma. Then she let out a gasp "What are we going to tell Keerthana?"

"We both been to the fancy hotel she booked. Just comment on the quality of the food and the quantity of the people or something. I'm not saying she's going to buy the lie but atleast we can confuse her" Arun winked and Vanathi gave him an amused look. "You are unbelievable!" She said, "Maybe you can tell me how much you confused her on our second date?"

Arun was impressed on how straightforward she was "Only if you promise we'll be having that conversation in a streetfood - style date again"

They shook their hands again, neither making an effort to move and gazing into each other's eyes with goofy smiles on their lips.

Hope you liked this...waiting eagerly for your reviews

#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #arulmozhi #vanathi #kundavai #arulmozhi varman #vanmozhi

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nspwriteups · 10 months

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Thanks for the tag @celestesinsight

Tagging some of my mutuals @thelekhikawrites @freeunknownwasteland @harinishivaa @whippersnappersbookworm @willkatfanfromasia

tag game

tag your 5 favorite mutuals and then they will have to tag 5 more people.

heya anon!

okay so this is obviously hard but ya lets go

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Aarampam Part 2

The next part of Aarampam is here and it is based on the book version with the fledglings scene from AMV's pov so hope you'll like it

Three months after Vanathi arrived at Pazhayarai, she and Kundavai were invited to the beautiful Thirunallam by Sembiyan Mahadevi.

As soon as she reached Thirunallam, she was overjoyed by the beautiful gardens the city has to offer . It reminded her so much of the garden she had back in Kodumbalur, which served as a place of refuge for her . But alas, Vanathi the continuous rain had stopped her from going out in the garden , and she was forced to confine herself within the close quarters of the palace and focus on the book Kundavai ordered her to read.

" Kanna" - Vanathi looked up from the windowsill

" Yes akka?"

Kundavai smiled at her young friend,

" It's a pleasant day ,the rain has finally stopped. Why don't you go out and enjoy the beautiful gardens of Thirunallam like you wanted to?"

" Ok akka" - Vanathi replied as she put down her book and went outside, bouncing in happiness , overjoyed by the prospect of fresh air after days of confinement.

Arulmozhi sighed in frustration, as he stood at the banks of Ponni Nadhi, overlooking the magnificent river that is the life source of their Chola Nadu. Since he was a child Arulmozhi had a weird connection with this river , maybe it is due to a small accident he encountered in his childhood . Ponni always offers its prince a much needed recluse whenever ,he feels frustrated and suffocated by the royal life . Glancing at the beauty of Ponni and swimming in her cool water always helps in relieving his mind and provides him with some clarity. Today was one such day when Arulmozhi needed to get away from his royal life . He arrived in Thirunallam last night and since then his dear akka and Patti had continuously tortured him with countless marriage proposals. Who is going to tell them that he doesn't want to get married to all these princesses ? Especially not to Kundavai's new best friend, The Kodumbalur ilavarasi!. Kundavai and Periya Velar are hellbent on arranging a match between him and the princess. Ponniyin Selvan still hasn't met the aforementioned girl, but he doesn't need to meet her to know that she wants him only for his throne. Arulmozhi, a hopeless romantic in his heart, always wanted a maiden with whom he could share the small joys of his life , someone who will understand his thoughts and support him in his dreams , unfortunately none of these princesses fit this bill.

" This Ilavarasi is going to drive me insane "- Arulmozhi muttered under his breath as he took off his angavastram and dived into the chilly water of Ponni. The water welcomed and embraced him as he swimmed through it , he shaked water droplets hanging into his unruly hair as Ponni worked her usual magic on his mind, unknown to fact that a young maiden was watching him from behind a tree, clearly admiring his wonderful physique.

yone else to be there at that moment. Although the rational part of her mind instructed her to walk away, her mischievous heart told her to stay for some time, lest the young man might find himself in danger and may need her to call for help? Believing this excuse, she stood hidden behind the tree while letting her eyes roam over the luscious glowing skin of the bathing man. Could this be the Ponniyin Selvan she has been hearing about so much? No, how could it be? Was he even here? And even if he were, why would he choose to bathe in Ponni when he has a palace pond and hundreds of servants to do his bidding? But then why was she having an instinct to go and talk to him, find out who he is?

The rational part of her mind came back to chide her more stronger Vanathi, you shameless girl! What are you doing, gawking at a stranger like this? What would Kundavai Akka say if she comes to know of this? The image of Kundavai Akka distracted Vanathi and she decided to walk back. That was when she heard a sound. It sounded like cries of a bird, following the sound, she looked up at the tree she was standing under, noticing a nest with some fledglings sticking their necks out and crying loudly. The danger presented itself in the form of a cat which was approaching the nest quickly, its eyes trained upon the helpless chicks.

"Ayyo" Vanathi exclaimed loudly, as the sight of the parentless fledglings reminded her of a younger version of herself who cried to sleep in the absence of her own parents. She barely registered the young man who was swimming in Ponni earlier hearing her voice and coming over to enquire.

Arulmozhi opened his eyes abruptly. From where did he hear a voice just now? Did he imagine it? He listened carefully to his surroundings and this time he heard a female shriek. His instincts kicked in and he immediately exited the river, wrapping a dry angavastram around him and ran to the direction of the sound, assuming a maiden to be in danger. He only had to go a short distance before he saw a woman stand under a tree looking up at the top branch, her hands covering her mouth. He approached her, "Devi, What happened?" He asked soothingly. The woman turned to him, only registering his presence now. And the first thought that struck him was What beautiful eyes! But this was hardly the time to appreciate her beauty as she looked at him with anxiety and shyness. She didn't say anything, merely pointed a finger to what she was staring at a while ago.

The scene has changed now. The parents of the fledglings, which we can assume to be woodpeckers, had heard their cries and had now arrived and were busy fighting off the cat. But the cat was equally receptive, trying to paw at its target with its sharp claws. Arulmozhi was relieved that the young maiden was not in any danger but the compassion she was showing to the helpless birds won his heart. He gave her a reassuring smile which seemed to have calmed her and proceeded to the branch where the nest was sitting, reproaching the cat with some dark threats of his own. The cat now turned its attention on him with its hissing and spitting. "This seems to be an annoying cat," He joked to the maiden, who was standing there looking at his actions with curiosity. Finally he threw a rock at the branch which shook from the impact and scared the cat so much that it abandoned its mission to retreat back to the foliage.

Now he saw they had another problem at hand. The nest was dangling precariously on the branches after the assault of the cat. He got an idea and after telling the girl to wait and catch the nest in her saree should they fall, he rushed off to get his trusty elephant. He watched the girl look in wonder when he reappeared in his elephant and as if reading his mind, stood aside to the lotus pond. I must get to know her more , he thought, wondering about the identity of this mysterious lady. The elephant stood right below the branch where the nest was dangling and Arulmozhi, standing on the tusker, carefully placed the nest back onto the nest and was greeted by the joyful chirping of the fledglings. He couldn't exactly see the maiden now, assuming she had gone to a safe distance away, he hoped she was watching him, hoped that she was impressed with how he chose to resolve the problem and also hoped that she would want to know about him as much as he wanted to know about her.

Stay tuned for the next part...will they know each other's identity?

#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #arulmozhi #vanathi #kundavai #arulmozhi varman #vanmozhi

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nspwriteups · 10 months

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Hey

When will we get the next chapter of heart's union?

I know u r eagerly waiting for this and as much as we r eager to finish writing this, pls understand that sometimes the right ideas don't come at the right time or writer's block get in the way. But we r making some progress, so here is a preview of what we have written so far as an apology gift for making you wait so much ☺️

Arulmozhi shook his head. There was a time when he used to avoid the Kodumbalur Ilavarasi just so he won't have to talk of marriage but now all he wants is to spend time with her when his Akka and Nanban seem to be on the opposite mindset. Or maybe the universe is punishing him for ignoring her all this while. Whatever it was, he could only shrug his shoulders and follow Vanathi and Vanthiyathevan, who started teasing each other about some trivial thing that he didn't pay attention to. How can he, when he was so attuned to her laughter and the glow of happiness in her face?

#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #arulmozhi #vanathi #kundavai #vanthiyathevan #arulmozhi varman #vanmozhi

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nspwriteups · 10 months

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#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #kundavai #aditha karikalan #vanthiyathevan #vanathi #arulmozhi #my polls #tumblr polls

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nspwriteups · 10 months

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Sakhi : Chapter 2

Here is the second chapter of Sakhi . This is a parallel to AK and Kundavai's conversation from the movie but here Nandini's location is unknown.

"Anna" Kundavai began but Aditha cut her off "What is the topic of discussion this time, thanggai?" He asked sarcastically, hinting that she always comes up to persuade him to do one thing or the other.

"I did tell you earlier" She said "That there is a conspiracy happening to bring about the destruction of Choza Nadu. You are the crown prince. You must come to Tanjore to protect our father. That is his wish"

Aditha began to walk through the corridor with Kundavai trailing behind "Is that whi he send you here?" He asked before nodded at some soldiers who bowed before them while they passed.

"Everyone is afraid to talk to you, Anna" She reminded him of his intimidating persona "That is why I am here, to take you back to Tanjore ". Aditha knew he had a rash attitude and that his sister always knew how to confront him on it. "I don't want to come to Tanjore. I have lots of works to do here" He stopped walking, also signifying an end to the conversation but his sister was equally stubborn.

" Are you still downing in your misery because of Nandini?" She asked exasperated and immediately regretted opening up another argument as he stared at her. "Not because of Nandini, but because of you. The emperor didn't drive her out of the kingdom. You did"

There was a minute of silence as Kundavai thought of counterarguing him, like always. She had her reasons which no matter how much she tried to explain, passed right through his stubbornness. But she would always keep on trying, to make him understand, why she thought it was necessary. "Yes, I was the one who told the queen about her. She sent the soldiers to throw her out"

Aditha glared at her " My life was ruined!"

"It was for your own good!"

"You were jealous" Aditha said.Even though he lost track of how many times they had such similar arguments, he couldn't help but mention Nandini in every conversation he had and defend her whenever Kundavai said getting Nandini out of his life was 'for his own good' "Her beauty and intelligence put yours to shame". He wanted to rile her up, wanted her to admit that she was jealous of his Nandini but Kundavai remained stoic "She was an orphan. She didn't even know her lineage. She could not be a Chola queen" She explained "I am not just your sister but also, a princess of the realm. What matters to me are the Chola people. None of us matters more" Aditha nodded and another minute of silence fell upon them. He was proud of his sister, he really was. When he first saw her step foot into the royal politics, he had his share of doubts and insecurities. On whether she would be able to handle such pressurising game of thrones and power. He was also cautious of any danger she might fall into but to his surprise, she rose to become such a fine woman that all the Choza people admired and loved. And so he was proud. He still is. But did she had to build her stack of startegies to protect Choza Nadu by stomping on his heart?

"You took her away from me and turned me into a monster" He said looking away because he didn't had the strength to look at her. He did said those words to make her feel some guilt, some hurt just like he feels when he think about his long-lost love, but he also didn't wanted to watch his sister cry because that would break his resolve. "I was indifferent to her tears. I lost her. Since then, day and night she continues to haunt me. I don't know where she is now, no matter how much I try to search. It's like God refuses to make me meet her again"

Kundavai felt her heart tighten. She never meant for this to happen. To turn her loving brother into a disillusioned lovelorn shell of a human. All she wanted…. She felt her eyes pricken with tears and hurried to wipe them off because she didn't wanted her brother to see her cry.

Unknown to the both of them, a certain Vana Kula Prince was watching the verbal exchange from the start, hiding behind a pillar,his heart heavy on seeing the look of defeat in his Uyir Thozan's face and the woman he has come to love fighting back silent tears.

A/N: only the convo is taken from the movie with very slight edits. I am writing this on the go with very little pre-planning so if u have any suggestions or plot ideas u want to share, feel free to do so…eagerly waiting to hear your thoughts. Thank you ☺️

#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #arulmozhi #vanathi #kundavai #aditha karikalan #vanthiyathevan #nandini #arulmozhi varman

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nspwriteups · 10 months

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Locking Eyes at Thirunallam

@harinishivaa 's Enadhuyire part 1 enabled me to reimagine AMV & Vanathi's first meeting at Thirunallam…hope you'll like it

Arulmozhi closed his eyes and enjoyed the light breeze that ruffled his hair. Maybe coming to Thirunallam was a good idea after all. He was riding his elephant after a refreshing bath at Ponni. This was the only breather he could take before his family and the royal council bombarded him with marriage proposals. Why couldn't they understand that he didn't wanted to marry a girl right of the bat but needed time to understand that person before making such a critical decision. It was not only about the future of the Chozha Nadu but also about his future. And the future of the girl he was marrying. But apparently the council only cared about securing their positions as inlaws and strengthening their own status. He let out a deep sigh. No use getting a headache thinking about all this now. He came here to distract himself from the royal politics and to be with nature. Be with his Ponni.

"Oh Yaanai Paaga!" Hearing a female shout he turned his head around and saw a woman standing near a big tree, waving her hands at him. "Come here, quick!" She called him over urgently.

A million thoughts passed through his mind. Who was this woman? She did seem familiar, judging from her clothes and jewelleries, he assumed she must be one of his Akka's companions perhaps. She didn't visibly seemed to be in any sort of danger but her face held an expression of fear and anxiety which made him hurry his elephant over to her. "Yes, what is the matter Devi?" He asked, giving her a reassuring smile. The woman blushed and seemed to be tongue tied, merely pointed her finger towards the upper branch of the tree. Arulmozhi followed the direction of her finger and saw a nest consisting of what looked like woodpecker fledglings, crying out as the nest was lopsided on the branch. "A wild cat attacked the nest" He heard her again, and couldn't help but note how sweet her voice was "I shooed away the cat but the nest got lopsided. Could you help fix it?" She looked at him with pleaded eyes.

He nodded and touched the elephant's forehead and pointed towards the nest. The elephant, his constant companion in expeditions, understood his intention and using its trunk, slightly nudged the nest upright,the fledglings ceasing their cries immediately. The task accomplished, he looked around for the girl, only to find her missing. Has she gone already? He didn't even had a chance to talk to her properly, he was surprised to find himself so disappointed.

"Penne, where have you gone?" He called out for good measure and was surprised when he heard a reply "I am here" He found her standing near the lotus pond, flashing him a friendly smile. "You have my infinite gratitude Yaanai Paaga" Ah, so she truly believed he was a mahout! No blame to her, since he was wearing ordinary clothes, ditching his princely attires so no one can report his wanderings to his Akka. He decided to see how much he could keep his act. "Don't I get a reward Devi?" He meant to lightly tease her, for what he didn't knew. The woman regarded him "Of course. I'll ask my uncle to appoint you to the highest position in the mahout regiment of the Kodumbalur army" She said genuinely and he felt his smile fade. Kodumbalur? And she mentioned her uncle. So Is this Vanathi Devi, the niece of Periya Velar and the Kodumbalur Kula Vilakk? Not to mention the first candidate in his Akka's list of potential brides for him. He allowed himself to look at her properly this time. Her purple saree complimented her complexion well. She was beautiful, no doubt, with an even more beautiful smile and big, doe eyes. She spoke with confidence although her cheeks were tinged red from nervous or shyness. Arulmozhi felt his heart beating out of his chest, afraid the Kodumbalur Ilavarasi might hear it. Nevertheless, he managed to keep his composure.

"I'm truly glad to serve Arulmozhi Ilavarase, Devi. But thank you for the offer" He said and prepared to leave.

"What's your opinion of your Ponniyin Selvan?" He was pleasantly surprised by her question.

"Why do ask, Devi?" She looked embarrassed. "I heard he has arrived at Thirunallam and I just wanted to know. Beyond the usual description of him as the Surya Kula Manikkam and Ponniyin Selvan. About his likes and dislikes and his pasttime activities and his favourite thevarams."

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" Yes, now he was eager to talk with her and imagine her shock when he reveals his identity.

"Maybe I will" She said, saying more to herself than to him, gaze fixed on the lotus pond."I cannot marry someone unless I understand them as a person"

"I was thinking the same" He realised he said that thought aloud when he saw her face him " Why? You're marriage is also fixed?" She asked genuinely.

"Ummm….yes Devi. Now, excuse me. I have to leave" He guided his elephant to turn around and walk, not before hearing her call out "Oh Yaanai Paaga, don't tell Ponniyin Selvan I asked about him"

He suppressed a laugh and turned around to see her "Why would I tell him when he himself knows?"

She gave him a puzzled look "What do you mean?"

"You'll know" He shouted back "Now let me go back to my Akka. She is very persistent, being the Ilaiya Piratti"

He enjoyed seeing her confused look turn into utter shock and embarrassment and flashed her a grin.

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Through the Raindrops - Modern Kun x VT OS

A/N: Recreating the iconic rain scene from the movie Rehna Hai Tere Dil Mein with a little twist ….enjoy

Kundavai= Kavya and Vanthiyathevan= Dev

Dev ran to the telephone booth soaked to the core in the rain and picked up the telephone to call his dad. It's been some time since he has called, he thought back to the last conversation he had where his father was asking him why there isn't a girl in his life. He simply stated that he hasn't met his kind of girl yet. Obviously the next question was what was his kind of girl to find surprisingly he didn't had an answer. He believed in the book and movie version of love at first sight where you just feel different when you meet your soulmate. A good difference which is extremely difficult to describe than you think. "My kind of girl is…..my kind of girl" He found himself saying, his dad giving him a puzzled look. He laughed thinking what his dad will say when he hears that his dear son has not met "his kind of girl" even in the country's capital New Delhi. It's a lost cause. His dreams and aspirations of a relationship is a lost cause.

While waiting for the call to be picked up he looked outside, seeing a couple of children playing in the rain and a car on the side with a man checking on the engine. The road was empty otherwise what with the heat downpour.

"Dad pick up the phone yaar" He said to himself exasperated. He noticed then that the backdoor of the car opening. He didn't realise there was a passenger in the car till now. Why was the person opening the door? Maybe to come to the booth for a phone call? He saw a woman come out, slamming the door and soaking in the rain. Crazy. He thought not even an umbrella with her. She wrapped her shawl around her and approached the playing children. Now he was curious. What was she about to do? The children saw the woman come towards them with her arms crossed across her chest. They stopped playing and stood together as if waiting to get scolded for jumping around in the downpour. Dev also found himself waiting to see what she'd do, still holding the phone in his ear waiting for his dad to pick up. The woman stepped back a bit and slowly started to take off her heels. It was at this moment that his dad decided to take the call, "Hello, hello"

He visibly jerked out of his stupor and said "Hello, this is Delhi calling from Dev"

"Hello Dev..Hello Delhi..I mean Hello Dev, hello hello" He lowered the phone and with his other hand cleared the glass of the raindrops to see the scene more clearly. The woman kicked out her legs and started jumping around, the children joining her the next second, dancing around her and shouting and howling in their fun. Dev was…he actually didn't knew what he was feeling. It was a mixture of surprise, wonder, curiosity, hapiness. The lightning illuminated her face while she was twirling on of the boys and jumping along with them. Dev caught his breath. The lightning revealed a beautiful face and an even more beautiful smile - the best he has ever seen. She was enjoying the moment, laughing with her companions with her hair bouncing with her every movement. What was this feeling he was having? He wasn't able to pinpoint it. It felt different. Good different….oh God! Was this..?

Smiling from the realisation he put the telephone to his ear again with his dad still saying hello from the other side.

"Dad?"

"Yes?"

"I saw her?"

"Arrey, Who did you see?"

"My kind of girl" He said grinning looking at the mystery girl .

Just then the man who was fixing the engine, closed the hood and signalled to the dancing girl, who in turn waved to the children and climbed back into the car, her heels in her hands.

"Dad she's going" Dev said, disappointed that the car was fixed so quickly.

"Who is going?" His dad asked, still confused

"Going" He said again, watching the car move, wishing it had a breakdown again

The children waved back to the car which passed the telephone booth and a frustrated Dev looking at the car and saying "Gone". He just realised that he didn't knew anything about the dancing girl who he was quick to label his girl. What was her name? Where was she from? Nothing. In the time he was gaping at her, he could've made his way over, met her talked with her and even danced with her and the kids. But what did he do? Nothing!

In the background, he could still hear his dad, asking him what nonsense he was sprouting from the other side of the telephone line. He hang up the phone and pressed his forehead against the glass of the booth, feeling like the biggest idiot in the world.

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Kavya didn't regret what she did one bit. Sure, it was out of her character to go and get soaked in rain but today she was feeling different. The longer she sat in the car watching the children playing in the rain, the more she wanted to join them and finally she gave in to her urge. She laughed at how shocked her mother was going to be on seeing her but she didn't care. She felt good. Crazy good and romantic. Must be the rain. She thought, being the monsoon lover and a fan of rom-com movies.

This idea had been in my head for some time now…Finally decided to write it down and hope I did justice to the scene and characters. Waiting to hear your thoughts.

#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #arulmozhi #vanathi #kundavai #vanthiyathevan #aditha karikalan #nandini

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Aarampam - Part 1

Been planning this collab with @whippersnappersbookworm for a long time..do read and review guys

It has been three months since Vanathi has left Kodumbalur . Three months have passed since she left her childhood home and moved to Pazhayari. Back in Kodumbalur, Vanathi was always the apple of everyone's eyes, since her mother had passed away, her father dedicated all his time in her upbringing. He took care of her all by himself, coddling her , and spoiling her with everything she wanted.But happiness was a temporary guest in Vanathi's life , her father died when she was just nine years old in the battle of Eezham , leaving his young daughter to deal with the cruel world on her own. That day changed everything for Vanathi, she transformed from a happy- go- lucky child to a quiet introvert girl who lacked confidence. Her uncle and aunt tried their best to make her comfortable and loved , but Vanathi refused to open up to anyone, she spent most of her time all alone in the gardens of Kodumbalur dreaming about the son she will have one day. She wholeheartedly believed that her father will come back to her in the form of her son, her son will solve every problem in her life, he will make her the happiest person in this world.

Few months back her uncle finally put his foot down and decided to send her to Pazhayari so she can become friends with the Ilayi Priratti , who can groom her to become a better princess. Vanathi tried her best to convince her uncle , she tried everything from crying to giving up food but his uncle didn't budge from his decision . He had many big ambitions for her , and he believed that getting acquainted with ilavarasi is the very first step towards that path. So unfortunately teary-eyed Vanathi had to board the palanquin which took her to the Pazhayari palace , a place that later became the home she always craved for.

She had heard of Ilaiya Piratti Kundavai Devi - the formidable, intelligent and gracious only daughter of the Emperor, the woman that the citizens claim is the real brain behind royal politics. What would she think of her? When she first came to Pazhaayari, she saw Sembiyan Madevi welcome her with an aarti while Kundavai watched from the side.

"Welcome to Pazhaayari Kanne. I hope you will find your happiness here" Madevi said while placing a hand over her head. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw some other women, who she guessed must be the companions of Ilaiya Piratti sneering at her and whispering among themselves and her heart sank. Happiness? She might as well drown in Ponni now than suffer all the teasing from them. Why did her uncle choose such a fate for her? What did he mean that this stay is going to change her life? As she watched Periya Piratti Madevi go inside, she also noticed Kundavai was still standing at her spot, scrutinising her with her dark eyes.

"Kodumbalur Ilavarasi" she addressed her in a majestic tone "Would you like to join me in the gardens for a while?"

Vanathi could only nod and silently followed the former into the spacious gardens accompanied by some of the other women.

As they reached the gardens, Kundavai suddenly turned around and asked, "Ilavarasi, I have heard you are a good singer. And it is evident you have a sweet voice. Could you sing a thevaram for us?"

Vanathi was shocked at this request to say the least. But she quickly collected her wits and sang a thevaram that she liked by Thirugnana Sambander. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at the envious and taunting gaze of the other onlookers and immersed herself in singing the thevaram as best as she could, not to impress the Chola Ilaiya Piratti but because singing gave her a momentary relief from her overthinking. When she finished singing and opened her eyes, she saw Kundavai smiled openly at her. "You are truly blessed with a sweet voice, Kanne. May your voice echo in these palatial chambers for everyone to hear and be mesmerized" Vanathi's heart skipped a beat after hearing these words uttered by Kundavai and a beautiful smile was etched on her face.

"Of course, she must be here to charm our dear Ponniyin Selvan" She suddenly heard one of Kundavai's companions remark in a half-whisper. "She's an orphan. It is clear she brings misfortune to all who surround her" The smile that was present a second ago disappeared and she felt tears pricking her eyes no matter how much she tried to blink it away. She didn't see Kundavai fix the speaker with a stern look. "If you knew any better, you would remember never to judge a book by its cover. If my Thambi gets impressed by her inherent qualities, can you judge her Sugatha?" Kundavai asked in a grave tone. The girl who taunted Vanathi looked ashamed. "Forgive me for my recklessness Iliya Piratti"

Kundavai sighed and turned to a surprised Vanathi "Ilavarasi, I would like to personally escort you to your chamber" and looking back at the girls she added "All of you can go to the temple and prepare for the evening Pooja. I'll join you presently"

Vanathi followed the former into the palace " Thank you for standing up for me Ilaiya Piratti" She said softly, voice dripping with gratitude. Kundavai glanced at her in amusement. "You don't know Ilavarasi, I am always correcting their behaviour. These girls have a habit of making wayward comments about each other. Do you know who they are?" Vanathi shook her head.

"They are girls from other Samatha kingdoms and noble families, left in my care to transform them into eligible brides. I am adamant in giving them the education and training they need in life but for my Thambi's bride ...." She gave Vanathi a once-over "Perhaps I may not have to look any further now that you are here "

Vanathi was shocked to say the least. Her as a potential bride for the Chola Kula Surya Manikkam? "Iliya Piratti, how can I ever be eligible for the brave and radiant Ponniyin Selvan, the heartthrob of every girl in Chozha Naadu?"

Kundavai gave her a reassuring smile " I know the world sees you as timid and I also learnt from your uncle that you are prone to fainting spells. But I believe that every woman is an avatar of Adi Parashakti and I'll help you discover the courage that resides in you" Vanathi stared at the woman in front of her. This is why people say she is the brain of the royal family! An idea germinated in her mind - yes, she will become strong. She will become the Vanathi that Kundavai aspires to see and show the world her true self. She nodded in determination "Thank you Iliya Piratti"

Kundavai continued to smile at her "I don't have a sister. Could you be that for me? If yes then you can call me Akka from now, Vanathi" She said gently.

Vanathi was floating on cloud nine by now. She came here unwillingly to what she assumed was to be an apprentice under Kundavai Devi and now she became a part of the family in the same day. Maybe this journey was going to be life-changing for her as her uncle mentioned.

"Yes Akka" She said fondly looking at the woman she began to feel great admiration for.

Since that day Vanathi had ended up becoming Kundavai's shadow, she had won Illiya Piratti's heart with her innocence and simplicity. Kundavai's influence on the other hand has also transformed the introverted Vanathi into a bright , cheerful girl. She took extra care to make sure her Uyir Thozhi is comfortable in Pazhayarai, she took Vanathi with her to the temples and the various functions she has to attend , gives her private lessons and tells her tales about his beloved thambi: Ponniyin Selvan.

Vanathi has been hearing this name since she was child , she had heard tales about his beauty , his intelligence, his benevolence . He is a jewel of the Chozha Nadu adored by everyone, he is every girl's heartthrob, but Vanathi couldn't be less interested. Even though Kundavai akka had repeatedly told her how she is perfect for her thambi and how he is perfect for her , Vanathi never felt overjoyed at the prospect of marriage with The Chola Ilavarasan. Unlike the other girls Vanathi never dreamed of getting married; her daydreams only had one man in it , her future son. Although she he had recently learned from the gossip of the Anthapuram that a child is impossible without marriage ,but somehow she could never imagine being married to a prince and leading a life of a queen like Sembiyan Mahadevi or Vanavan Mahadevi , that life doesn't interest her. Rather she always wanted a simple life, a life filled with love and simpler joys . She wanted a husband who would make her laugh, share his life with her. Can a prince do that? Can Ponniyin Selvan ever understand that?

Vanathi didn't had the answer to it.

Want to see AMV and Vanathi meet up? Stay tuned to the next part..

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Collab with the ever energetic @willkatfanfromasia ❣️ Check it out

Hey guys! This is my collab with the awesome @nspwriteups - modern, corporate AU! KunxVT

Sudden Sparks✨✨

It was just another day at the Chola corp. household.

They were a successful family run MNC with interests in a wide range of sectors like agriculture, industries, hospitality etc

Kriti's dad Sundar, the CEO, was feeling his age of late and really looked forward to that retirement mansion in the Seychelles-and she agrees. Her mom Vani was the perfect chaebol wife, keeping up social connections and coordinating the multiple companies.

Kriti and her dad’s best friend Anirudh – the chief legal advisor- have been running the show for the last few years.

She was truly appa’s pride, surpassing him in all aspects. It grieved him greatly that his great-grandfather, the founder, had willed the ownership only to sons in order of age.

Her hothead big bro Aditya made their dad age rapidly, as he was a mess through his teens and 20s- oscillating between therapy and overdrinking. His stubbornly insisted on marrying a regular girl Nandini- who oddly resembled his own ex. Huh! Like father like son

Girls like that just won’t fit in our circle, they all thought. Kriti and her great aunt Seema all disapproved and tried to bribe her away. But the young couple stood firm even through separation. Sundar gently explained his doubts to his son, who cockily returned with a DNA test proving his concern false.

Aditya became the chief of mergers and acquisitions, knowing a good takeover when he sees one. Nandini proved to be just as capable as herself (although she’d never say it aloud), smartly planning the legal aspects of her husband’s activities. Nothing gave the couple more joy than sleuthing and negotiating hard bargains, even with the most hostile businesspeople.

However, it is her darling boy Arun who is the all time favourite. Everyone from the janitor to the executive board loves him.

He started off as a cute intern, now he’s their PR face. Journalists flock to just see him smile. He’s been seeing Vinita, the junior at R&D in an office romance that’s the company’s worst kept secret. She rolled her eyes at her fastidious little brother. He was first very stiff with Vinita, the niece of their South zone president, because everyone wanted to get the two heirs together. He slowly fell for her, but tried very hard to hide it – much to kriti’s amusement. The longer than necessary waiting by the coffee machine, the abnormally frequent dropping of papers ( only for the other to come running for ‘help’) fooled no one, she chucked.

She laid back in the plush orange recliner in her living room. Her apartment was well decorated although she lived alone. Her brother and Anni lived in the floor above with their daughter, Kriti jr. Yes Kriti’s ego was greatly flattered by her namesake niece and she became nicer to her sister in law due to it.

Her brother lived in a cottage next door, with a large courtyard and her parents lived in a mansion next door to their company HQ

They had their usual Friday night entertainments. All except Kriti. She’d have occasional movie nights with Vinita and her other mates, poojas with seema paati and family birthday dinners.

She was happy to be the hustler for her family. She loved being swept by complex problems and solving them. She took pride in being their ‘brains’, not once regretting her cold demeanor or workaholic attitude.

Lately though, seeing her brothers' relationships left a pang in her stomach. Cousin Sandeep too was seeing Pooja, their coordinator for offshore branches.

Kriti blankly stared at the ceiling she’d seen a million times before. Smooth peach walls, a bronze ceiling fan and wall moulding on all sides. Her laptop glared, asking her to get back to work before the Monday noon deadline. Uncle Anirudh won’t like me slacking, she sighed and sat up. The IT girl of Chola corp can’t disappoint!

She began reading through the document sent by the budget team, noting where to edit or add comments. It was pretty linear, except this time some reps of their rival was out scouting start ups and releasing bad predictions for Chola’s next quarterly.

Enthusiastic footsteps and tinkling of metal made kriti exhale and go “gosh! Again?’.

Friday nights usually meant the same for her, her older brother and nandini would usual drop off her niece as they went off on their mandatory dates. There’s no way those 2 randy creatures have been together for 2 decades now, she groaned.

Kriti was soft, everyone knew most of her

evenings were spent working and she had a huge weakness for her niece.

She would often play sitter for Kriti jr. and Timmy (Arun and vinita's dog). She was just grateful Arun didn't make her babysit Airavat, the rescue elephant he adopted!

This time though, work was getting tight. She had to sort out Chola corp 's finances while also figuring who was spreading bad predictions for their stock.

Her train of thoughts was disrupted by the doorbell ringing. She knew who the visitors were and put on the best fake smile she could when she opened the door to see her brother and sister in law with a five year old girl in Nandini's arms. "I was hoping you forgot about your Friday routine" She said in mock annoyance. "Well actually I did ask my best friend to babysit Kriti jr here since I know how much of a busybody you are" Adithya told her, pinching his daughter's cheek as he spoke while Kriti frowned. A best friend of Adithya's that she hasn't met yet? Now that's odd. "We asked him to come here so you can have an extra hand to take care of her" Nandini joined in, kissing her daughter's forehead and handing her over to Kriti who was still wondering about this mysterious "friend" who is apparently a familiar face to everyone but one she hasn't heard about at all.

"He can be trusted Kriti. Why else would I entrust the safety of my beloved sister and daughter to him?" Adithya said after seeing a look of uncertainty on Kriti's face.

After Adithya and Nandini left them, Kriti turned to her niece sitting on the couch, "So my dear sugarplum, what will we do now?" Kriti jr ran to the showcase and took out board game from the drawer. They played the game for a while, watched Tom and Jerry on the tv. Kriti looked over at the clock. It's been half an hour since she started babysitting. Where was this so called trusted friend who was supposed to give them company? She contemplated on calling up Adithya and give him a piece of her mind but then she didn't wanted to interrupt theie date night. "Best friend…Trusted indeed" She muttered "He's going to ghost me for sure"

"Ugh! Why can't I stick to one decision? Now I'll have to host a stranger" she inwardly groaned

Kriti jr looked up at her aunt "Why are you angry Aunty?" She squeaked

"How do you know I am angry?" Kriti enquired

"Because Amma says you murmur when you are upset. So I know you are angry" the little girl said as a matter of fact. Kriti laughed, how well Nandini knows her.

"I am not angry Kanne, I'm just irritated" Kriti sighed, glancing at the clock again. He looked at her niece again when she felt a tug on her kurti. "I am hungry" Kriti jr said with puppy eyes.

"Okay, let's go have dinner" Both girls made their way to the kitchen and was deciding whether to make dinner or order out when the doorbell rang again. "Yay, Kamsa Mama is here!" Saying this Kriti jr sped out of the kitchen, leaving behind a perplexed Kriti behind.

Kamsa who?

The glee in the child's eyes made her irrationally jealous

She heard her niece calling out "It's open, Mama. Come, come" and went to investigate, stopping midway to see a young man twirling her niece, laughing with her. The guy was tall, looked the same age as her and was casually dressed in denim jeans and sweatshirt. She only had a few seconds to admire his curly hair and sparkling eyes before those same eyes met with hers. He set down Kriti jr, looking at her with curiosity and suddenly Kriti felt consious of how she was looking - Not expecting him to show up, she was dressed in an old kurti with three-fourth leggings and her hair in a bun, with a few strands already escaping here and there. My God! What a first impression I am giving this guy. She thought. But then again, why am I stressing on how I look? Not like he's here to flirt with me.

The newly arrived person, walked over to her and extended his hand, still smiling wholeheartedly "So you must be this little mischief queen's godmother. Adi and Nandu can't stop talking about you" He said "Hi, I'm Vaishakh "

"Hi, I'm Kriti"

"Do you know the word Kriti means creation, a work of art?" He asked suddenly

"Yes" Kriti replied, wondering where this was going

"Art is beauty. So I don't think I have to tell you how beautiful you are, Miss Kriti" He said with a grin .

Kriti is no stranger to compliments but she would be lying if she said that pickup line wasn't good. Either he was buttering her up for coming in late or he was a natural flirt.

"Thank you" She said, not letting him give the impression that he had won her over "And if I'm not wrong, people with the name Vaishakh has a good and nice disposition"

He grinned wider "So you like giving out compliments as well. Good for you. We are going to get along just fine" He winked at her and walked towards the kitchen, with a gleeful Kriti jr following him.

Kriti let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in "This is going to be a long night" She wondered as she shut the door.

Anni- sister in law

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Blind Date - Modern Vanmozhi OS

Kundavai is Keerthana, Arulmozhi is Arun and Vanathi has no name change... happy reading ☺️

Arun fidgeted in his seat. What was wrong with him? His usual calmness had left him ever since his sister introduced the idea of a blind date and had been persuading him to go on one. Now her mission was accomplished as Arun found himself in a fine high-end restaurant, with his sister already booking the seats for him and his mystery date. He sighed. How can he tell his beloved sibling that he wasn't interested in anyone now, that he just wanted to work on his career as a publisher and his idea of a suitable girl for him was too idealistic to be true.

Whatever. He thought as he took a sip from his glass of water. Entertain her for some minutes and make an excuse to get a pass from this dating thing.

He couldn't help but wonder about his date. He didn't know much about her, although he did hear a lot about her from his sister, he let the information pass through his other ear. But he remembered one thing - it was Keerthana's (the sister he had been mentioning so much) best friend. Keerthana had even shared some photos with him but he didn't bother to look at it, heck he didn't even know his blind date's name! He looked at his watch. He was actually early to the decided time for the meeting and now there were still 5 more minutes, he had nothing better to do, why not sneak a peek at the photos his Akka had sent him?

He was about to take his phone from his pocket when he saw a woman approch the front desk. She was dressed in a rose coloured saree, her long hair in waves flowing down her shoulders and he noticed her big doe eyes scan the room, lingering for a few seconds on his form before looking back at the front desk person to ask something.

Get a hold of yourself, Arun. Arun chided himself. Don't ogle at her, whoever it was. He thought for a second whether that was his mystery date. He suddenly got a feeling of curiosity and familiarity, that he has known this person from somewhere and wanted to get to know her more. He unlocked his phone and looked one last time at the woman and got a shock seeing her walk towards him.

"Hi" She said in a soft voice and Arun gave her a friendly smile "Are you Arun? Keerthana's brother?"

"That would be me" Arun shaked her hand and they both took their seats.

"I am Vanathi " She said in a formal tone.

"That's a very beautiful name" Arun said genuinely, and secretly prided himself in making her smile a second time. Maybe this date wasn't going to be a bad one after all.

But he had to correct himself after a few minutes. They both fell into a deep silence which was only broken by a waiter who brought them some wine to drink.

Arun kept glancing at Vanathi on occasion, noting how she was fidgeting with her hands and how her eyes were looking at everything in the room except at him. It was clear she was nervous, probably in a blind date for the first time. He was no stranger to blind dates thanks to his sister who was intend on making him meet every girl in town so she can plan his marriage with silent encouragement from his family. The key is to start with small talk.

"So Vanathi, what do you do?" He asked

She looked at him at that moment "I am a dance choreographer" She said, "I heard Keerthana mention that you work in a publishing house?" She was the one to contribute to the conversation next, gaining a little confidence.

"Yes, it's a startup that I have, I am planning on expanding it. That is what I'm focusing on at the moment " He said, thinking back on his career journey.

"Oh" He heard Vanathi exclaim and looked in her direction just in time to see a disappointed look in her face.

"So you weren't looking forward to this date?" She half whispered, while nursing her wine glass

Arun opened and closed his mouth, unable to give a proper answer and not wanting to make her even more disappointed because he realised the person sitting opposite to him was hoping for something more from this meetup "Vanathi, If I have to be honest, I did agree to this because of my sister but is there no way we can get to know each other and make this a good memory?" He was hoping his carefully chosen words would cushion the initial fact that he was disinterested in this ordeal but only got a hum from his listener.

Another few minutes of torturing silence prevailed and Arun was contemplating on renewing the small talk when Vanathi suddenly stood up.

" I'm sorry but I don't think this is working" She gave him an apologetic smile " All this formal wear and high-end restaurant and molecular food with expensive prices are not my idea of a date. Let's just tell Keerthana that it didn't work out. I don't want to take up any more of your time. I'll get the check"

Arun was gaping at this sudden monologue. Wait, she's leaving? Wait, why was he so upset with that , it's not like he was having a picnic either. Then he realised something - this idea of a blind date was Keerthana's, the choice of place was Keerthana's and even the choice of clothing was Keerthana's. They were made to spend time in an ambience of a third person's tatse! That was what was wrong with this entire situation.

"Wait" he said, surprising Vanathi who looked at him curiously. "What is your idea of a date then?" He asked

She hesitated "You wouldn't like it" She stated

"Try me" He insisted . Vanathi blushed a bit and said "Street food. Chai in those little clay cups. Long drive with lofi music or slow walks on the beach"

He grinned at her answer. His first impression of her was sophisticated,Elegant, Nervous. But now she made a new impression - simple, composed and alluring.

"Then what are we waiting for?" He stood up too and caught a shocked look on Vanathi's face. Let Keerthana think they're having a top notch wine and dine, "I can keep a secret from my Akka" He added, looking at her challengingly "Can you?"

She gave a short laugh and shook her head, as if she couldn't believe how different the siblings were from each other "Okay then let's go on a real date"

Let me know if you want me to write a second part to this

#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #arulmozhi #vanathi #kundavai #arulmozhi varman #vanmozhi

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When can we get the next part of the Heart's Union

@harinishivaa It is lagging a bit but we'll try to post it ASAP,right Akka?

#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #arulmozhi #vanathi #kundavai #aditha karikalan #vanthiyathevan #nandini #arulmozhi varman #vanmozhi

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One of the best Kun x VT fic in this fandom 💯❤️

thunder caught in his rain clouds

Kundavai x Vandiyadevan

Exploring how Kundavai and Vandiyadevan cope with Aditha's death even as their relationship blossoms. Lots of grief, some kissing.

Night had fallen quickly, as it seemed to do since the death of her older brother. Days were spent in frenzied tasks, moving from one to the next. Nights, she spent awake, unable to close her eyes for even a moment thinking of everything that had led to the death of her brother; the incarceration of Vandiyadevan, the actions of her brother and Manimegalai, which now seemed heroic in the presence of her silence.

Vandiyadevan, who had been ready for his punishment, who had said he should be punished because he had failed to protect Aditha, failed to carry out her orders. He truly believed, that despite his best attempts he had failed. Her heart ached, when she remembered his bloodied face and his defeated voice. He had looked at her once during the farce of a trial, eyes filled with unshed tears, apologetic, that he had not fulfilled his promise to her. She had longed to take the dagger tucked into her hip, cut his ties, and comfort him. Hold his hands in hers, tuck his head against her neck and offer words of comfort. Tell him it was not his fault. Tell him all the things she had wanted to tell herself about this entire ordeal.

She never got the chance to, they had rushed off to fight. He had turned back, to look at her once, before he got onto to his horse. His eyes intent on her face, she had attempted a small smile, encouraging she had hoped. Not anxious, or fearful or terrified. Send off her younger brother, send off Vandiyadevan, her grandfather, her uncles, all to war again, even before the funeral pyre of her older brother had cooled?

The first time she had sent off her older brother to war, they had both been so young that there was nothing but pride in their parting. He had returned. He had gone back to war. He had returned, hurt, and wounded in more ways than one, but he had come back to them. Aditha Karikalan, the powerful Chola tiger, there was no man in all their lands who could defeat her brother. She had not known, that it would be possible to lose him to his own broken heart. Death had been distant for her, unlike Vanathi, who had known of this particular grief for as long as she had been alive. Kundavai was struck with the fear of more loss.

What would she do if any one of them had not returned from war? Where would all the words, all the love and all the worry she had for all them go? Where would she put them, just like she had struggled every morning since Aditha’s death, thinking of all the things that had been left unsaid between them.

When they came back, she decided, not if they came back, she would tell her grandfather how much she admired him and how she hoped she would grow to have the same energy as him. She would tell the Periya Velar how his daughter had grown from a timid teenager into a courageous woman, who always had the right words at the tip of her tongue. She would tell her brother, that she was proud of him, that whatever decision he took she would stand by him. That her hopes and dreams for him were great, but it did not surpass her love for him.

She would tell Vandiyadevan, that she had been enamoured by him from the first time she saw him, that he had slowly wormed his way into her heart with his wit, his stories, his loyalty, his unruly curly hair that seemed to have a mind of its own, his powerful arms that she had been awestruck by when he had thrown his spear at that stuffed crocodile. That smile of his, which always seemed to come straight from his heart, she wished she could spend hours just staring him while he laughed and spoke. How distraught she had been when she heard of Kandhamaran’s accusations against him, her heart in her mouth as she had waited for news of him from Elangai. Despite having the most unshakable confidence in him, that he would return, with her brother in tow. He was after all, Aditha’s friend. When she had seen him, blindfolded, and yelling into the void, she had not told him of all the many things she felt for him, merely alluded to his promise of being hers. She would have to tell him, that she was as much a prisoner in his heart, as he was in hers. That she was the golden moon, reaching down to with all her might to touch the many arms of the mighty ocean. That she was the thunder caught in his rain clouds, loudly announcing to the world that she had found her home.

Even as all these words swirled around in Kundavai’s head, she lapsed into frenzied work, sharing administrative responsibilities with both the chief minister and the head of the fort, working from one of the balconies overlooking the entrance to Tanjai’s fort, waiting for the scraps of news that came from the front. Vanathi had waited with her, her silence a blessing to Kundavai’s fraught thoughts.

Just as they lit the many lamps on the balcony, a messenger on horseback had sped through the gates, everyone had rushed down to the entrance. Kundavai held onto Vanathi’s hand, squeezing it tight as they waited for the man to alight. Both Aniruddha Brahmarayar and Chinna Pazhuvettarayar waited with them, faced marred with worry. Pazhuvettarayar had one hand on his sword, as though waiting, to jump onto a horse and rush off to the battlefield, but he did not have to, “Victory is ours, we have had many casualties, the wounded are being treated at camp and the rest of the army has been reassigned to guard the borders. Malayamaan and Periya Velar are making their way back with Ponniyin Selvan as we speak, they should reach in a few hours, I was sent on a fast horse to deliver the news.”

Vanathi had squeezed Kundavai’s hand, sharing in her elation and the tension of her news, why had there been no news of Vallavaraiyan?

The chief minister had turned to Kundavai, “Ilaya Piratti, shall we start making preparations for their return?” What he had left unsaid was, “do what you always do, occupy yourself.”

Kundavai found her voice, “of course, will you be going to inform the Chakravarthy? I shall get the rest of the lamps in fort lit and gather the women at the entrance while the servants prepare quarters for all the returning members of the family. Vanathi, will you take care of that?” Vanathi nodded, her an encouraging smile on her face, “keep hope, akka, he will return to you,” she whispered as she walked away.

She would try. The rock that was in her chest had barely moved, despite the good news.

From where she stood, waiting with her parents, she could see her grandfather, his horse trotting next to Velar’s. They crossed the threshold of the fort, showered with flowers and shouts of joy, the moon was bright in the sky but the fort had been lit with enough lamps that it outshone the cool light of the moon. Kundavai held her breath, behind them was her younger brother, her only brother now, a small voice at the back of her head whispered, and next to him, smiling but bloodied was the man she had kept prisoner in her heart. He had seen her, his smile had widened and her face had broken out into one too, even before she had felt the relief that surged through her.

A cool breeze blew through the city, as Kundavai had sneaked into Vandiyadevan’s rooms, waiting for him to return from his dip in the river to wash off the grim and dust of the battle field. She stood waiting by the window, her head turning as she heard him open the door, there he was standing with his hair wet and curly from his bath, slightly shocked at seeing her in his rooms.

He rubbed his eyes as little, “I must be exhausted, I’m seeing things” he muttered.

Kundavai laughed, walking up to him and taking his hand in hers, “No, I’m really here.”

Vandiyadevan looked even more shocked, “But Devi, at this time of night, in my chambers? Has something happened? Are you alright? Let me just get my sword and armour…” he trailed off as she continued to smile at him.

“I wanted to talk to you…and to see you…properly,” she said, the last bit in a whisper.

Vandiyadevan looked down at her, her hair was in loose braid snaking its way down her neck and over her shoulder, wearing plain white skirts that he assumed she usually slept in, no jewellery except small ruby earrings and the shining diamonds of her nose pins. He took in a deep breath, taking her other hand in his, guiding her to the seat by the window, she clearly had a lot on her mind, if she had broken every rule and protocol.

They sat facing each other, Kundavai looking down at their hands, “I also wanted to apologise…”

“You have nothing to apologise for…”

“No, no, I do. I stood by silently as you were bound in chains and accused of killing my brother. I said nothing, even though I knew the truth,” she closed her eyes, hold on his hands harder as tears slipped down her cheeks

Vandiyadevan entwined their fingers, “Ilavarasi, I failed in my duty to protect your brother, and I was willing to face whatever punishment your father bestowed on me. I failed you too, I had promised that I would look after him,” his voice cracking with emotion.

Kundavai, “But I should not have asked that of you, when we both knew that Aditha was willingly walking to his death. We knew, when he left the vihara, that it would be last time we saw him alive. We knew, and yet I asked you for the impossible.”

He nodded, “It would be very uncharacteristic of you Devi, if you not tried to stop the inevitable. It would have been beyond me, to do the same.”

She raised their entwined hands to her lips, kissing his fingers, “Thank you. For being with him at the end. I am sure he would have been happy to have you by his side.”

Vandiyadevan’s head dropped, suddenly overwhelmed by everything that had happened, “I could not believe it, I had been hit on the head and for a while I had hoped I was hallucinating. I cannot help remember the times I saw him alive, dancing, fighting, laughing. It had barely been a few weeks into my training when I encountered him, dancing, with the soldiers at the camp. Pouring drinks into their cups, beating drums to the tune of new songs. He was the life of the encampment.”

“He encouraged my ideas, sometimes even the slightly mad ones. Trained me to fight better, he was proud of me, even when I felt like I had nothing to be proud of. All that nonsense I sprout about being from the Vanar clan, I had never said those things before Karikalan had put them into words. I should have done more to protect him.”

Kundavai released one of her hands from him, using it to wipe away the tears streaming down his face, “He did not want to be protected. He rarely ever spoke of how the years of battle had taken a toll on him. How taking Veera Pandyan’s life had been eating away at him for years. His love for Nandini, that had never ceased, that turned into this battle between the two of them. He never said a word, but I had hoped he would put his duty before anything else. I had hoped, that his duty would save him.”

Vandiyadevan sunk into the feeling of her hand against his cheek, when was the last time someone’s touch had comforted him. Kundavai continued, “But his duty was never a comfort to him, like it was for me. Until I saw you in those chains, I wish I had put it aside, and come to your aid.”

He opened his eyes, “What would have been the outcome, Ilavarasi? It would have erupted in more accusations at both you and Ponniyin Selvan. You doing your duty, did not do any harm to me. There would have been too many questions to answer, if you had spoken for me.”

“I would have answered them.”

“What would you have said?”

“That you had promised me your life, and it was my decision on how to punish you.”

Vandiyadevan smiled, “How would you punish me?”

Kundavai smiled back, “By making you promise to use my given name, I have longed to hear you say it for days now.”

Vandiyadevan turned his face into her hand, giving her softest kiss, “That is more of a reward than a punishment, Kundavai.”

Her breath hitched; a blush stole its way across her face making Vandiyadevan smile wider, before he noticed how tired she looked, “Have you been sleeping at all, Kundavai?”

She shook her head, “Sleep has been most elusive, every time I close my eyes, I can only think of Aditha. If I somehow fall asleep, there have been some very scary nightmares,” she did not elaborate on them, and he did not want to ask her to relive them either.

Vandiyadevan did something he had only ever dreamed of, he pulled the princess closer, tucking her into his chest and wrapping his arms around her. Kundavai, used to being folded into hugs by her friends, slipped into his arms easily, letting the warmth of his body seep into her skin, her nose against his neck, taking in the smell of the river and the turmeric applied on his wounds. She should have been startled, never having been so close to a man before, but she was tired, and it had been a long day. Before she knew it, the steady thump of his heartbeat had lulled her to sleep. He stretched his legs out, pulling her closer, feeling her breath against his neck, relishing in the fact that he had survived all of those battles, to be able to hold this woman against him.

It was a little before dawn when his consciousness resurfaced, the dewy breeze announcing the arrival of the sun, but that had not been why he had woken up. Kundavai had been shaking, shivering in his arms, muttering under her breath, another nightmare he thought, before sitting up.

The sudden movement threw Kundavai out of her nightmare, and she opened her eyes, looking into the brown depths of Vandiyadevan’s eyes. She tightened her arms around his neck, and buried her face into his neck again, groaning slightly when she realised that even his presence could not drive away her nightmares, “Why is it so difficult?”

Vandiyadevan ran a hand through her hair, his chin against her head, “I miss him, I miss him every day. I will continue to miss him for as long as I live, just as I do my parents. Grief is constant Ilavarasi; we will learn to live with it.” Kundavai hummed, “There is so much I have to tell him about, I didn’t even get the chance to tell him about you.”

“He knew, that I would meet you and forever be held prisoner.”

“Did he?”

“It was always, when you meet Kundavai, never if you meet Kundavai.”

Kundavai laughed, “Was my brother a better matchmaker than I am?”

“I think I’m better than the both of you,” he huffed.

Kundavai looked at him incredulously, “Who have you tried to bring together?”

“No one yet! But when I do, it will not take as long as it did the both of you!”

Before Kundavai could answer, a soft knock on the door startled her out of his arms and behind the curtain. Vandiyadevan had but a second to miss her warmth before he opened the door to find an amused Vanathi, holding a small lamp in her hands, “Could you please return my akka to me before dawn breaks, Kamsamama?”

Vandiyadevan opened the door wider, a bashful grin spreading across his face, “I can’t promise not to steal her away again, mayakannan.”

Kundavai emerged from her hiding spot, “I trust you will be staying for a while?”

“Ponniyin Selvan has me commanded to be by his side till the coronation, Ilavarasi.”

Her brown eyes, soft in the glow of the lamp, bright from both the prospect of having him around, and getting a few hours of rest, stared into his for a while before she broke the spell to smile at him, “Get some more rest, Devan.”

He watched the two princesses walk away, having only then realised that they had both not been wearing their customary anklets, or even bangles, the reluctant spy in him marvelled at their tricks.

Vanathi kept her silence until they reached her chambers, “Akka, the suspense is killing me!”

A small giggle escaped Kundavai, “I had a lot to say to him, but his presence was so calming that I think I fell asleep before I could even finish half a thought.”

Vanathi giggled too, “You have been very brave, akka. I am proud of you”

Both of them dissolved into a fit of laughter, their joy echoing through the silent walls of Tanjai Fort which had been deprived of their tinkling laughter for a very long time now.

Preparations for the coronation kept the two of them busy during the day, but Kundavai had found such comfort in sleeping in his arms that she found herself doing exactly that on most nights. Taking off her anklets, blowing out the lamps in her chambers and making her way to his. He would be waiting for her, arms wide open, offering comfort, sharing stories of Aditha. They had cried, laughed, and missed him together. They had started healing. Vandiyadevan took his time getting used to how their love was growing; his initial shock of suddenly having his arms full of Kundavai had faded in the face of comfort, kindness, warmth, and gentleness that they shared.

Vandiyadevan had dared dream of more, so had Kundavai. She had felt his hands running through her hair, sending little shocks of pleasure down her spine. Would he feel the same, if she ran her hands through his hair? It did not feel the same when her friends did. She had felt the soft touch of his lips on her hands, and she had wondered how it might feel elsewhere on her skin. Her chest had been pressed against his, she had marvelled at how different his body felt to hers. He was all muscles, scars and unruly smiles drowned in sunlight while she was bathed in moonlight.

As the dark blue inky night turned into a purple dawn, she had left a small kiss on the corner of his lips as he had slept. He had felt her soft coral lips throughout the chaos of the day, with Arulmozhi Varman placing the crown on Sendhan Amudhan’s head, Chinna Pazhuvettarayar’s disappearance in the midst of the chaos and Kundavai’s confusion and horror at her brother’s actions. He knew she would not come to him tonight, and he would have to leave tomorrow along with Thirumalai, he made his way to her instead.

She was sitting surrounded by a bunch of scrolls and olais, and turned to look at him as he climbed through her window, “I am so angry with you.”

“I was bound to secrecy! How could I betray Ponniyin Selvan’s trust,” his face open, eyes wide and pleading.

“You could have given me a small hint!”

“I tried to convince him that you would take his side, but he was adamant that no one should know. I am very sorry Ilavarasi.”

She sighed, irritated but resolved to move past her hurt, “Well, what is done is done.”

He sat in front of her, “I have to leave tomorrow.”

She looked up, “In search of Chinna Pazhuvettarayar?”

“Yes, the chief minister thinks it would be wise to send me instead of a large battalion.”

Kundavai had begun to put away her olais, he stood up, taking the bundle from her arms and placing it on the nearby shelf. She stood too, “You came to take your leave then?”

He walked back to her, stopping only when his hand wrapped around her waist and his toes in line with hers. She gasped, her hands holding his arms, her eyes wide. This was different, this was very different from all the nights she had spent sleeping in his arms. His hands, ran up her waist, slowing setting her skin on fire. Pulling her closer, he left a kiss on the corner of her lips. Just as she had done in the morning. But he did not stop, he continued to kiss his way down her neck, her shoulders, back to her collar bones and before she knew it, she had plunged her hands into hair, her mind going blank, her skin tingling. She pushed herself into him, closer. Why had they not done this before?

Vandiyadevan raised his head, his hand on the back of her neck, “The little flower of a kiss you gave me this morning has stayed with me all day. I’m going to kiss you properly now Kundavai, tell me to stop.”

She shook her head, eyes closed and raised herself onto her toes and pressed her lips to his. His hand around her neck kept her in place, as her entire being focused on where his body met hers. Her tongue tangled with his, her fingers in his hair, her chest pressed in his, his hands running up and down her back. Oh, she could do this forever, be held by him, to kiss him.

They had to come for breath though, she had meant to say something, which was lost when she felt his lips going down her neck again.

“Is this where you keep me prisoner, Ilavarasi?” he asked, stopping at the valley between her breasts, eyes looking up at her.

“Yes,” she let out in a huff

She felt him smile against her skin, continuing down to her waist, leaving kisses on every bit of her skin. She felt her knees buckle when he bit down where her waist chain usually sat, her nails sinking in his shoulders. He kissed he way back up to her lips, his forehead against hers as they took in deep breaths.

“Is this how you take your leave?” she asked, still pressed into him.

“This is how I will take your leave” he smirked, hands running down her back.

She kissed him, this time trying to commit to memory how he felt against her. Her hands against his warm skin, feeling the way his breath hitched when she kissed down his neck, the way her hips moved closer to his, when her hands wandered across the vast expanse of his shoulders, when she kissed his chest, asking him the same question he has asked.

His countenance was grim the next morning, the task ahead of him was not an easy one. But he turned back to look at Kundavai, as was to become habit as he went on his many adventures, and she smiled, the most encouraging smile she could muster. He smiled back, his eyes twinkling with the promise to return to her. She raised her hand to her chest, her palm fisting, holding him prisoner in her heart, entwining his soul to hers even as his body crossed oceans and cities that she would never see.

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Somehow this is a mix of movieverse and bookverse. I was wondering how it would feel for Kundavai to make a move without thinking of the many consequences of her actions, and pull a Vandiyadevan and say, to think is to act.

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Kannalane Chapter 5: Rupturing of Hearts

A/N: heavy angst

It was well late into the night when Nandini was woken up by the knocking on the door. She glanced at the still sleeping Kaveri and Ananda before watching her father open the door while rubbing his eyes. Immediately three soldiers badged in with drawn swords in their hands. "Sooryanarayanan" One of them said in a deep menacing voice. "Gather your belongings. You are being displaced". "What?" Sooryanarayanan said, half in disbelief and half in protest "What do you mean? Why are we being dragged out like this?" The soldier raised his sword "Who are you to question me? Just do as you are being told and you can keep your life. Otherwise we'll throw all your bodies into river Ponni". Nandini grabbed her father's arm, and she felt someone tug on her clothes and understood that Kaveri has also woken up. "Go pack" Sooryanarayanan said finally "But I want to know on whose orders are being treated this way. What crime have we done?" His question to the armed soldiers went unanswered as they were busy trying not to make any sounds that might wake up the neighbours. But Nandini had a realisation of what could have caused this unexpected visit. A certain elderly woman and her cold stare flashed through her mind but she couldn't bring herself to beleive it. Oh Krishna! Let that not be the case. Please let this be some sort of misunderstanding and everything go back to the way it was. She silently prayed as she tied up her bundle of clothes. Sooryanarayanan put a sleepy Ananda on his shoulders and climbed into the bullock cart that the soldiers indicated to along with his daughters, mumbling about how he would try to consult the king and bring this injustice to light. But Nandini couldn't join him in his affirmation because the reality of things was dawning upon her. "Akka" she heard Kaveri call her and turned "We are being told to go because you fell in love with him aren't we?" Kaveri whispered so that their father couldn't hear the words. Her voice held no hatred, just a tinge of sadness in not seeing her friends anymore and moreover not seeing her family in their previous bliss. Nandini thought back to how she wouldn't be able to see Vishaka anymore. Nor any more of her enjoying the peace of the Banyan tree. Nor any more horse ride with a boy she has come to love with all her heart. She held Kaveri close, failing to keep the tears from escaping.

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Vishaka stared at the burnt down house of her Sakhi. The news that spread was how the house of Sooryanarayanan was robbed and how the house was set on fire with the inhabitants perishing with it. By the time the neighbours took note of the flames and smoke and put out the fire, it had turned into ashes. Everyone believed that the family died and mourned their loss.But Vishaka wasn't able to believe it. She had her suspicions - Why didn't they hear any commotion or any screaming? She thought back to how Nandini narrated her meeting with Aditha's family and especially about Patti's hot and cold behaviour towards her. Although Nandini accepted the explanation of Aditha's, that some people generally have a strict demeanor and Patti was one of those people. But Vishaka was unable to digest the fact easily. She have heard stories of how girls from lower influencial families are intimidated and threatened to withdraw from any relationship they might have with boys from aristocratic families. She was afraid for the safety of her best friend and resolved to make Nandini see sense the next morning but apparently she was too late. She sat in the ground in front of the burnt house with Suseel supporting her weight as silent tears ran down her cheeks. Amidst the chaos of people enquiring and grieving, she saw a familiar face - a shocked and confused Aditha.

"Look what you have done! " She screamed at him, and Aditha looked at her helplessly "You have destroyed a girl's life along with her family just because she fell victim to your false affections"

Suseel squeezed her shoulders, noticing the crowd whispering to each other, "Vishaka, stop accusing people like Aditha without any evidence. You'll get in trouble "

Aditha approached her by now, "I don't know…." He began to say in a feeble voice, face overwhelmed with grief

"Go and ask your family" Vishaka hissed at him "And if what we see today is your family's doing then then I curse you with unhappiness. You won't be merry by destroying the dreams of a girl that you encouraged endlessly"

Suseel assumed that Aditha was going to shout back at Vishaka or order her imprisonment for allegedly accusing him but all he saw was Aditha getting on his horse and rushing out of the crowd.

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Shivarama was getting ready to go to court when an angry Aditha stormed into his chamber "I am sorry for intruding like this Appa" he said "But I need to know something right at this moment"

"Aditha" He heard Adithi Devi come towards him "What is all this noise? Come, have something to eat"

"No Amma" He said impatiently " I want to know what fault you saw in Nandini that you dared to do such a degrading act"

"Aditha" Shivarama's voice thundered inside the chamber "I have told you never to accuse someone before knowing all the facts. What are you insinuating?"

Aditha narrated what happened to Nandini's family and their house.

"Oh Shiva!" Adithi said exclaimed, with a hand on her heart "And you think we are capable of committing such a cruel act?"

"I don't know!" Aditha said exasperated "But I do know that they aren't dead. I can feel it. They are alive. She is alive and I'll search and find her"

"Impossible!" He turned around to see Mrinalini Devi " I didn't undergo this much trouble just so you can find her and bring her back"

Adithi Devi gasped while Shivarama and Aditha stared at the elderly woman

"Patti, what did you do?" He asked in disbelief, that the Patti he knew who told him stories of brave kings and warriors, and always told him to follow his heart was capable of stomping on it.

"What a mature person who cares about her family ought to do" Mrinalini Devi stood her ground. "I understand your infatuation with this girl but what good would a priest's daughter be? Say the word and I'll present more beautiful and wealthy girls from all over Choza Nadu"

"No one can hold a candle to my Nandini "

"You think I am heartless?"

"I think you are underestimating my love"

"Foolish child!" Mrinalini shouted "Although I don't know where they are now, go and search to your heart's desire. The day you'll bring her in front of me again will be the day I'll acknowledge the depth of the love that you profess. I'll do aarti and welcome her as this family's daughter in law myself" saying this she left the chamber, leaving behind a determined looking Aditha and a baffled Adithi and Shivarama.

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The family of Sooryanarayanan was at a changing point in their lives. The soldiers dropped them off at the outskirts of Choza Nadu. For the rest of the night, they took shelter under a tree. In the morning they travelled to Pandiya Nadu and entered a forest where they saw an abandoned Hut and decided to take shelter there. Sooryanarayanan secured a position as a poojari in the nearby temple but he kept a low profile. He still didn't understood why there were exiled from their homeland but he had a feeling that even if he protest against it, he might lose as there seemed to be an invisible influential force acting behind their displacement. He often discussed this with his eldest daughter. "Listen Nandini" He said one day to her "I am growing weak. I may not be able to see all of you grow up and succeed in life. But promise me you'll take care of yourself and your siblings and never let anyone lead your mind to corruption"

Nandini promised him but deep inside she felt her mind was already corrupted with guilt. The fact that her decision to fall in love with Aditha and dared to dream of a secure future with him was the reason they were living as refugees in a strange land. She could no longer hide this truth from her father and so one night when her brother and sister were asleep, she decided to confide in her father.

Sooryanarayanan listened to her with surprising patience and continued to think deeply. He was jolted to present when he felt Nandini touch his feet. "Forgive me Appa" She said amidst crying. He asked her to be seated near him and turned her face towards him.

"Kanne, thank you for confessing to me" He began "But never apologise for falling in love. God has created humans with the sole purpose of propagating the message that one should love and care for each other at all times. Isn't it the society that has created Kings and aristocrats and priest's out of ordinary human beings? Strip off all the crown and the silk clothes and the Pooja thaalis and there'll be nothing to distinguish one human from another. All are same. If what happened to our family was in reality instrumented by Mrinalini Devi, then isn't it evidence that we are so obsessed with status and power that we simply fail to recognise abstract ideas such as love and kindness?"

Nandini couldn't stop her tears as she realised how compassionate and understanding her father is. Sooryanarayanan held his dear first born daughter close.

"If you trust that Shivarama's son doesn't believe in social construct and will do anything in his power to reverse his family's action then kepp hoping in your love. Because without love we will only be a shell of flesh and bones. If you don't beleive so, then forget him, Kanne"

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To be continued…..

Chapter 6 Promo:

"Oh Devi" Aditha saw the woman slowly turn around towards them. He was about to ask the way towards the city but the words seemed to be stuck in his throat as he stared at the woman in front of him. He would have recognised those eyes anywhere, the eyes that he searched and haunted him for 7 long years. And the Chempaka flower that was tucked in her hair bun. The woman also stared back at him, at first with confusion at his sudden appearance then with caution at his armour and weapon and at last locked eyes with him, where her eyes widened with shock and confirmed his suspicions.

"Chempaka" he whispered and watched the pot of water slip from her hands and fall to the ground.

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