Story prompt

This attempt is courtesy, the writing prompt shared by Raji, which mentioned about a story premise of soul mates. Apparently, there is a statue in the middle of a road, which will come to life, if the person touching it, happens to be the soul mate, of the person trapped inside the statue.

“So..soul mate vanthu silaya thotta..it will come to life..is that it?”
“Aama”
“Sounds so clichéd”
“What is clichéd about it?”
“From the time of fairy tales ithana solitrukanga. Kiss a frog, sleeping people or stone. Bring them to life. Make them as miserable as everyone else, so that they feel they are better off in their original form”
“You are too pessimistic to be even called a pessimist”
“Seri..un kanukku padiye varuvom. See that Greek statue in “shame shame puppy shame” pose”
“Cheee..buddhi poguthey”
“Hello..what if you touch it and it comes to life nu kekka vanthen”
“Means he is my soul mate”
“Mannangatti..means there would be a naked guy standing in front of you in public”
“What is your point"
"First dress vaangi vachintu try your soul mate experiment nu telling”
“Un kita poitu sonen paaru. Rasanai ketta mansuhan man you are”
“Kodumais of india. Seri..unnoda soul matea iruka what is the qualification. Other than being a statue?”
“What nonsense of a question is that?”
“Pinna..ivlo per kooda irukrachay..silaila soul mate theditruka”
“what do you mean”
“You know what I mean”
“See...paakraavanelaam soul mate sollida mudiyathu”
“Pazhagi paathu therinjaprum?”
“If you are talking about Anil, I’ve already told my answer”
“That he is older than you? Is that it?”
“Hey..the age gap is almost like generation gap”
“So what? You are afraid, he has more probability of dying before you due to old age? Is that the reason”
“What rubbish you are talking?”
“Just trying to understand..you both have similar tastes, synch up well. Age thaan orey reason na just trying to figure out how”
“Not just that..He is …hmmm….what is the word”
“Too perfect? Too gentle?”
“Dei..”
“Pinna”
“There is …no chemistry”
“mmkkum... Silaiya thottu chemistry varumo?”
“You are reading too much into it..freeya vidu”
“Seri..onnu pannalam..touch this statue..enakenamo..ithu un soul matea irukumonu thonuthu”
“Mannangatti..onnum venaam po. Overa pesita nee”
“Sorry..sorry..chumma was kidding. Oray oru thadava..try it. Un aasaya en kedupaanen”
“Nothing doing”
With no further ado, Ram pushes her towards the statue, which actually comes alive and catches hold of her.
She lets out a scream and faints.
After waking up to the concerned looks of Ram and the “statue”, still shivering from the shock, she angrily looks at both of them.
“What the hell…”
Watching the statue, clean up its mask, only to reveal Anil, she gets even more agitated.
“Enna idhu”
“Ada..nee thaana sonna..soul mate..silai nu. Thought we will pull a prank on you. Aaanalum Anil, after putting that get up, unna paaka vaalila Hanumaan mathiri irukunu thappa solliten. Oray thala Ravanan pola nu solirukanum. Paaru pulla bayanthu mayangidichi”
“Oru vela en azhagila mayangirupalo”
“Kolla poren unga rendu peraiyum…nonsense fellows. Aama yaar en mela ivlo thanni oothinathu”
“Adhu Ram” hurriedly says Anil
“Naan just sprinkle thaan pannen. Bayathula unna kanneerala nanaithathu Anil thaan. Rombavay tension aaitaan”
“Heart attack vanthu poirunthenna enna panirupeenga. Don’t do such things”
Anil looks dejected.
“And Anil..nee Hanuman vesham poatutu Ram ku antha role kuduthia. Unakaga nalla thoothu vidraan”
“Hey..un concept padi soul mate thotta silai will become alive. So…”
“Enna so…” she asks with a sly smile and stammer
“Dei Anil..Why are you blushing by the way?”
Both of them remain silent and smiling.
“Un vela over..edatha gaali pannunu solreengala”
They start to laugh in unison.
“Badil solra varaikum po maaten”
“Seri..naanga kelambarom” starts Anil
“Ipdiyeva po pora”
“Illa clean pannitu thaan..ipdiye roadla pona kaaka kakka podium”
“hahaha..adapaavi..ivlo mokka poduvia nee. Ivan kooda seratha inimay” she starts walking along with him, talking all the way.
“Kadisila Ramava mama aakitu poitanga. Nalla iruntha seri..” Ram walks in the other direction, whistling into sunset.

Comments

Ramesh said…
Yayay. Ram, Raji et al are back.

This is one mighty story Gilsu. Please continue the story and someday put it all together in a book. Sure bestseller.
gils said…
Avvvvvvvvvv

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