PS, I Love you - The Novel

PS, I Love you was the first novel I read. Yes, I started very late. While I was in Germany, I was free most of the time. I will cook, clean home and after that I will just chat with my friend S who was working in India.  She too will log out by 2 pm.  After that I was on my own. I was just married then without kids. I will go for a long walk.  However long the walk is, I will return by 3.

I read, but I am not a novel person and only like short stories.  But one of our friend M gifted me few novel and he also commented that I will like them. So thus started my Novel days in Germany. The one attracted me first was PS, I love you.  The story was emotional and was so touching anf it talks about love and loss. Basically, it was my kind of novel. I was so involved in the story that in spite of all my fights with MM, I held him very close to me. It talks about Holly and Gerry, loss of Gerry and after effects for Holly. It sure is a nice novel and worth reading. And quote Cecelia left, 'Shoot for the moon, even if you fail, you will land among the stars' sure deserves my credits.

I will not say, that this is a review but this is my blog .  I wanted to write and am writing. ;)haha..

Vunnai mudhalil kanda andha thirunaal

This is how a patikattu girl from chennai, met a pattikattan from Madurai.

I was wide awake, but inside the bed sheet in my bed. People started coming and my mother was nagging me to get up and take bath. I dint want to get up or see anyone coming or get married to some unknown fellow. I just wanted to be like all my friend happily doing their studies and enjoying life. I was crying.. My mom reported to my dad. I was very scared. If my dad says a single word, I will die for him. hmm. He came and asked what my problem was. I told him, that I don't want to be married. He said, "People will come and see you and you will be married to that boy, if only you like him and want to marry him and no one will disturb you or your studies before/after the marriage". Hmm. I got up, took bath, dressed in a nice cotton Saree. All the grandmas started to complain to my dad.. Hmm Again I changed to a nice silk Saree and lots of jewels, flowers etc...

Suddenly a crowd of people invaded our home... Some 25-30 members.. Ooops we were living in a single bedroom flat and we already had relatives at our home.... My sister was standing in the bathroom and my parents/brother outside our home and me with lots of strangers. Lots of women, girls, kids around me and I was blinking, searching for my mom.. Everyone was looking at me, they even introduced themselves to me and started to chat. My small brain was filled with their names and their relation to me.. I was struggling for breath while someone asked me to go and sit in the hall. The hall was already filled with lots and lot of people. I was thinking like, on whom, shall I sit ;-) They finally created some space for a chair and made me sit in it. They asked me to see the boy. I was irritated but could not show off anything. There was three guys sitting in front of me. Ooops I cant marry three guys.. Two of them had fair complexion. Myself being a black beauty, the third would be the guy for me. He was looking at me curiously.. Hmm, so he is going to be the guy, I have to know, understand, love, marry, share, adjust and live with all through my life. He looked decent and friendly. He suddenly got up and went outside. And again everyone started to talk with me and I was stammering for words, to answer.

My appa came and asked me, whether I would like to talk with the boy, as he wants to talk with me. I could see a "say ok" type of face in my dad. I said ok. Our bedroom was cleared and his two sisters were with us and he started to talk with me.. I still remember Everything... It was like the first ray of sun, warm and pleasant. I was very much impressed. Hmm.. 30 minutes before I was against a marriage and now I cant afford to loose such a guy.

I was asked for my opinion by my father-in-law. I blinked for a second and said that I want to be married a year later. They said, "whatever u wish for". (later I regretted for asking such a short term)

And MM gave me some Chocolates and asked for my mail id and other ways of communication channels and took some snaps and started to chat with me like I am his friends. I was thinking like, Is this really happening???
My parents gave sweets and snacks to everyone and everyone was happy.

An hour flew like a second. The whole bunch of people started to leave, as MM had to leave for his office. They all said bye and started to leave and this guy MM, was standing sending everyone into the car and was waiting for me.. Is it the love, which made me feel that he is waiting outside to say bye to me. I went outside and said bye to him. Everyone started to laugh at both of us.. Ooops embarrassing, Who cares, I waved to myman.... The day started like a mess and went on heavenly..

Now those two pattikadus are leading their life with two(one on the way) kids in US.. Hmm sounds interesting...

Our kids will have fun telling this story to their friends.

Today is the day, I met u my love... This seven years went like seven beautiful minutes, with a kid playing and a kid kicking.. Though we face ups and downs(lots of downs, u stupid), when I say, hey seven yrs acchu da vunna parthu, it feels like seventh heaven my dear..

My dear husband forgot my birthday. "Arrr...Six yrs achi. enimey ethellam expect panna kudathu" this was what, i was thinking, while my dear friend J called up to wish me. As i was taking bath, he picked the call and came running to me, saying blah, blah.... What next, A simple outing and fine dinner in a Thai restaurant.
But one thing is sure, it was funny to see his sad face, apologizing, blah, blahing, the same face, i saw before 7 yrs among the crowd of people. Did i say, that we were married for six yrs, Its like yesterday for me now ;-)

My birthday party..

We started to India on my birthday. As we had to pack the telephone and laptop, i missed every call my relatives and friends made to wish me. Thanks everyone for wishing and blessing me... I was really happy to have you all with me(though not in person, i have you all in my heart)..

As I had lots of work, I dint bother about my birthday. The previous evening MM asked me to come with him to our Friend N's home. He told he wanted to give his GPS to N, so that he can use it while we were in India.. At first, I dint feel like going, as I had work. As MM told, that it will take just a few minutes, i started. I wore an ugly top and loose dull pant as i dint feel like going. I looked awful, as i was tired.

When we went there, we started to discuss about our trip to India.. I forgot all my work and started to chat with our friends and two more friends too came and accompanied us. Suddenly I heard N's wife R screaming and i ran into kitchen. She was holding a cake with lots of candle in it and her hair got burned due to those candles... OOOpps... She should have lost a bunch of hair and the poor girl is/was pregnant too. I felt very bad. N cleaned that place and the cake was all ready for me. I dint feel like cutting the cake.. Scream of R kept echoing in my mind.
Cake was served with ice cream. R served me sweet. Sweet was prepared by my another friend A. MM gave me a pearl necklace, Chocolate and a card. I was happy but the unexpected accident got into my mind again and again.


This is the pearl necklace which my MM gave me..

When i came out from N's house, i was scolding MM for planing such a surprise, amidst such a hurry.. At least he could have asked me to wear nice clothes... Anyway its my mistake. MM is a person who always give surprises. I still remember his visits/surprises on valentines day, birthdays etc before/after marriage.. It means, lots of blogs to come to describe everything, hi hi hi...

When i first saw him...

When i saw him, for the first time...
The single moment which switched off both sides of my brain

The magnetic eyes and calmness of his voice
Dark figure, tall outlook, crisp and fresh

The assuring look and the charming boyish smile
My face started to blush and glow at the same time.

The perfect manners and the care he showered
I was seduced by the looks of his eyes

The spell which made(MAD) me say yess....
My heart beat increased as though i ran for a mile.

Is it the love at first sight?
No matter,what it be, he is mine..

-Manjari

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Friendship and Love

I was about to call my classmate who is seven months now and this thing struck my mind. When we were doing our college, she used to tell me that, this guy is her very close friend and they share true friendship, blah, blah. I used to think that they mean the same until she declared marriage with that guy.. They said that their friendship bloomed into love.
Hmm... "There is a fine line between love and friendship. The boundaries are very delicate that they can be altered according to individual's mindset".

What to say???

Sometimes he is gold
and sometimes he is cold
What to say?

Sometimes he trusts
And sometimes he bursts
What to say?

Sometimes he cares
And sometimes he tares
What to say?

Sometimes he treasures
And sometimes he pressures
What to say?

Sometimes he pleases
And sometimes he teases
What to say?

Sometimes he winks
And sometimes he stinks
What to say?

Sometimes he mesmerizes
And sometimes he vaporises
What to say?

Sometimes he pleasures
And sometimes he measures
What to say?

Sometimes he holds
And sometimes he scolds
What to say?

Sometimes he flirts
And sometimes he hurts
What to say?

Sometimes he assists
And sometimes he resists
What to say?

Though n things can be said
And technically all are correct
Practically, only love remains..
--Manjari

The above is my poem. You may sense Vijaya. TR 's smell.
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My Love

This is my fav one. Every bit in this poem makes me feel MYMAN.

The gentleness
of your hand
wrapped
around mine...

The tenderness
of your fingers
when you touch
my hair...

The soft whisper
of your breath
against my neck
when u hold me...

The strong
comfort
of your arms
at the end
of a long day...

The passion
in your kiss
that makes my heart
skip a beat...

The warm
reassurance
of your body
against mine
as we fall asleep...

Every time u touch me,
I find another reason
to fall in love with you
all over again.


---Obviously this is not my poem, someone wrote this.
But whenever i read this, my passion towards him grows intensely, that i feel like holding him close to my heart...