An idea struck me this morning when I was brushing my teeth. It is that time of the day I get creative bursts of ideas, some random and some dumb. I am most likely to forget them as I shower and get ready to office. Today, I remembered to make a note of it in my sticky note and that is the reason I am blogging about it. The idea is to write occasional short stories influenced by real-life characters in which most part of the story will be fragments of my imagination. As always, I do not restrict myself or my writing with a lot of rules, but to make it more interesting for my readers, I will try and stick to the same characters in my stories, so you can relate to them. I will start with a love story.
A love that began with a ௳ (Pillayar Suzhi)
“Ma, recharge… mobile…hundred rupees and don’t forget the SMS add-on pack ma.” Dev shouted as he sped away as a pillion with his friend Jayan in a Yamaha Libero.
There could be a million things Dev could have done that day, but he chose to visit Mr. Ganesh in his sanctum near the college campus. As the 8 AM holy bells rang, everyone brought their hands together, close to their hearts. Dev did that too, but with his eyes shut. He listened to the slogas and the archanas, as if he were in a trance; he couldn’t get himself to open his eyes though. He thought it was taboo to do so before the bell-ringing stopped. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of eyes peering at him, with flowers and holy ash in hand. He takes some ash, does a quick Thoppukaranam (Super brain yoga) and smears the ash on his forehead. Jayan hurriedly blows the extra ash off his friend’s eyebrows. (Childhood friends, you see!)
Without a clear vision, Dev manages to look around to see where he can drop the extra ash left in his hands. Finding a pillar, he blows the ash on the sides and as the dust from it goes up, it mists the whole place. That is when he spots her. A girl in a pink and blue half saree doing Thoppukaranam in front of Lord Murugan (wrong deity, he muses and falls in love.)
He goes into a trance-mode again and this time only to think of how people can get stuck in their own clichés. When the ash dust settles, she is gone. A strong sense of guilt invades him and he urges Jayan to carry on without him to college.
Dev does a 100 Thoppukaranams, so as to compensate for his ill-behavior in front of his favorite deity, Mr. Ganesh.
In the meantime, a few kilometers away, a balloon bursts. A child screams in vain as it watches the balloon fragments fall off from the sky.
|An interpretation of Lord Ganesh tried by me in my iPad drawing app.|
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