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Aana oru chinna varutham, Why did you make our beloved ACD old?
awww.. but aryan's age in this is 20. if james is 15 years older than him, he should be only 35.π i think that's not old yaar. it's the middle age group & our darling ACD is around that age group.π
anyways, thanks for all your nice comments!π³π³
i've written 2 chapters at one go. i don't know why but this story is getting me hpyed up like no other story. i've got like SO much to write about aryan & meneka! lols!ππ
so here are my two chapters. one by one.
CHAPTER 3
she could smell the slum air wafting through the car window as Aryan neared his destination. meneka screwed up her nose unused to the strange smell of the slum but Aryan was at home in it. it was the smell of decay & death but it also had a warm & comforting feel to it. Aryan couldn't imagine living away from Chandini slum. he glanced at meneka, she looked morbidly fascinated with the sights around her. loud Ghana music blared from one of the tea shops. men dressed in colourful dhotis & garish shirts sat in small shops selling various goods. women wearing simple cotton sarees carried pots of water to their homes & there was an argument going on in one of the small saree stalls. children half naked ran in the streets, playing with broken toy cars & planes stuck together with scotch tape. the slum seemed to be coming alive even at the late hour. the rain had ceased so all the people had come out for some fresh air.
the residents of the slum recognised aryan's car. they waved at him as he drove past & peeked in curiously at meneka. Aryan parked outside a reasonably sized portion & motioned meneka to step out of the car. by then a sizeable crowd had gathered outside the car. as meneka got out, the women in the crowd nudged each other & whispered loudly. the men gave her admiring looks as they had never seen an attractive woman like her before. even though meneka looked messy, it was undeniable that she was beautiful. Aryan had noticed it right from the start. "who's she Aryan anna?" a little girl asked him cutely. "she is our guest. she'll be living with us for some days." Aryan told the girl & kissed her on the cheek. when he sat the girl down she rushed to menka & hugged her. "what's your name akka?" she asked meneka. "my name is meneka. what's yours?" meneka kissed the little girl on her cheek just like Aryan. "my name is latha. you're very pretty akka. just like a sweet fairy. can I call you fairy akka?" the little girl smiled up at meneka. meneka nodded grinning at her.
meneka played with latha for some time while Aryan stood by watching. he finally knew her name. "meneka. a name that is apt for her." Aryan thought to himself. he watched her play with latha & realised that meneka also had a dazzling smile. feeling himself drawn to her even more, Aryan tried his best to suppress his feelings. these feelings would prove to be a hindrance. Aryan brushed off those feelings as mere infatuation. little did he know it was something more deeper & meaningful than infatuation. latha's mother came for her & chided her daughter to go to bed. "you have to go to work tomorrow." she pulled latha's ear lightly. "work? you mean little latha doesn't go to school?" meneka looked shocked. "fairy akka, my mummy & daddy can't afford to send me to school so I work at the matchbox factory." latha told her & left with her mum. meneka was highly disturbed by the fact that latha was made to work at such a tender age. her eyes filled up with tears at the unfairness of life & she saw a handkerchief being given to her.
"wipe your tears." Aryan told meneka softly. she seemed to have a kind heart that felt for others. her indigance & hurt that latha was being sent to work touched a chord in aryan's heart. if only someone like meneka had taken pity on him, perhaps Aryan wouldn't be in that state now. he brought her into the house & showed her the spare room. "it's not very much. please bear with it till I find something better." he told her. "it's lovely. small & cosy. do you live her as well?" meneka questioned curiously. "yes, I stay in the next room. call me if you need anything." Aryan turned to leave. "er.. Aryan? can I ask you to do me a favour?" meneka stopped him. Aryan rolled his eyes, she probably wanted some makeup or clothes. "what is it?" he wanted to know. "can you send latha to school? don't make her work at such a tender age. please can you do that for me?" meneka begged him. Aryan stared at meneka. "you want me to send latha to school? that's what you want from me?" he asked her incredulously. meneka nodded. "I'll try my best to help latha." Aryan replied walking out of the room. "thank you Aryan." meneka spoke to his retreating back. Aryan didn't reply but his heart skipped a beat every time meneka uttered his name.
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