Irrevocable

WHAT IS IT?(MOTTA PAIYA !) PART -3

  

hello guys!! here is the third part of your favorite story!! I had so much fun writing this part . let me know if you guys enjoy it too? 

LONG UPDATE!!!!

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   Ashwin was standing in the balcony with his coffee looking at the kids playing in the front of his house. His gaze shifted to the handprints on the compound wall , he smiled when he recalled the incident when himself, his brother and parents were forced to make an hand imprints on the freshly painted wall. He remembered that day very well ,he was 14 at that time; it was a proud and happy day for all of them. That day the house they rented for almost 15 years was then transferred to his mother's name. He still remember how heartfelt smile his father had that day , owning a house all by your own hardwork itself is rewarding but rightfully owning a place where every single major life changing situations that gave this happy and proud family happened in the very same place is something else.

       Eventhough it was a small one storied house with one bedroom at that time ,now extended into 2 storied renovated for extra bedrooms for him and his brother , he always thought that was a perfect home where he had a perfect childhood with her roaming between the houses. He smiled at the another imprint on the wall which was very small compared to others. He chuckled how she forced everyone to make imprint of their hands on the wall so that it will be marked as their own and how his mother pulled her to make hers too when she was blabbering about how it should be done. Even after few times of renewal and painting , his parents made sure that imprints are not disturbed. It is more faint than before but it reminds them of that day everytime they saw it.  

       It's been a week since Sivaangi dropped a bomb and its been ticking in him since. The next day Ashwin and his parents left early in the morning to leave to his parents house. When his parents asked about their desicion , he just said "give her time , we'll see later" that is it , nothing more nothing less. They decided to wait until they get to pune. Having a phone conversation about this will be very easy than handling this two idiots in person. In this one week , he cannot think about anything else other than their last conversation they had in her room. "if this is all is not love , i don't know what is?" staying in his mind rent-free since then. When she said it looking into his eyes , it felt like he is the only person in her world. He glared at the sky because he was envious of how clear it was unlike his mind right now and started ranting out to the empty space like talking to the camera infront of him which is recording him so that the angels will take the tape to the god to give him the solution.

  'epdinga !!epdi!! how could she reveal something like that and just leave the room smiling like an idiot without even waiting for me to react . yes. SHE IS AN IDIOT. or AM I? Am I an idiot who cannot understand the love that was infront of me ,my whole life .  From the moment she called me her motta , she always behaved like she owned me, always had her ways of getting into my nerves, helping me get friends , supporting me and arguing for me with our parents . Even in the days I hated myself , she was there with her stupid bright smile that would make my day. Her presence is the only thing that made my daily life better. To think about it , sometimes I have felt lost without her.  She has been in my life since I can remember and I cannot even imagine how my life would be without her. I wouldn't want it any other way. Having her all to myself for the whole life is exhilarating.  But i never thought of her that way, wouldn't it be awkward for me .. for her... it seemed like she already made her decision and not gonna back up. do you think this is gonna be okay? what if marriage and the romance that comes with it disturb our relationship , you can ask what kind of relationship is that ? i don't know you tell me , it is not sibling bond , not friendship exactly , not -definitely no - love , not rival , not enemy? what is it? could you atleast tell me what is it? whatever it is what if she regret later and leave me all alone ? apdi la enna vitutu poga mata nu nambikai iruku aana idhu epdinga adutha stage awkward aakama eduthutu poradhu? edhachu oru vali sollunga?  ipdi panna epdi irukum?" , he asked to the invisible camera in front of him when he heard a voice,