A Love Story (Seven)

by Prabhavathi Jai

Love with Charity & Charity with Love
Matter of Feelings and attitude

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SEVEN
One day Jai informed me, " tomorrow we will go to a 
special place. Will you come with me?
" Sure. Where to? " I asked him.
" You will come to know tomorrow. But I know you will like
the place," Jai declined to reveal.

Next day, Jai took me to a place in an auto. 
We got down from the auto and I saw, 
to my surprise, it was an orphanage, 
Home for Orphans and Destitute Women. 
" What Jai is doing here !?
I asked him, " why we have come here?"
Jai told, " to admit you "
                 " when you are there, why should I get admitted here?",
I asked him.
" Are you sure, if I am not there, 
you will come here?" Jai asked.
" Why?" I asked Jai.
" Nothing, just like that." he replied.



 (Then, I was not knowing that I will be a part and parcel 

of this Home in the course of time. 

Fate, nobody can escape from its  clutches.

We will see this later.)

We entered the Home.  

Jai was very familiar with all staff and
inmates, especially children, who gathered around us. 

They called him with every relationship, uncle, brother,............  

One small child reached Jai and called him "appa" (father),  

not knowing the meaning of the word
 but understanding his love.  

Jai took the child  in his arms  and kissed him.

" This child lost his parents in an accident a week before,

while they were working in a construction work. 
Nobody, to look after the child.  
Somebody brought the child  and left  him here."  
Jai explained and handed over the child to me.

THE CHILD LOST HIS PARENTS

 The child holding my cheeks

in his hands called me " Amma " (Mother), 
with an happy smile.
Tears rolled down from my eyes. 

The child wiped the tears
with his hands and shaking his head not to weep.

*****

Helping the needy, is a good deed.
Especially the orphans, destitute women, sick and aged
from poor section of society are badly in need of help.
Any silent help is a welcome gesture.
Whether Jai wanted Prabha to join  with him
in doing this work or a casual visit to the orphanage?
Anyhow introduction to a good noble work.
Jai was aware of the kind softer feelings,
of his beautiful impulsive young girl.  

pj

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அசையியற்கு  உண்டுஆண்டுஓர்  ஏவர்யான்  நோக்கப் 

 பசையினள்  பைய  நகும்.   

                                                             - Thirukkural : 1098.

She is the extreme moving beauty, 

When I humbly look at her, 

with love she will extend a mild smile.
*

    
Israeli inhuman rocket attack on Ghaza,
killing innocent school children and women,
Big brothers, US and its allies, silently watching.
Tearful Eid.
*

A Love Story (Six)

by Prabhavathi Jai

Life consists of many matches,

Some we win, some we lose,

Fairness in the play what it matters,

Fate is your partner whether you like or not.

*

SIX

Good Luck Always

Our  feelings of love, it is very hard to describe.
My mind full of his thoughts, nothing else. 

My body not cooperating with the situations and reality. 

I was in a trance.  I was very very happy in the mood. 

 I was not in my control. I always wanted to be with Jai,
 all my senses longing for his company. 

Often, I used to murmur  or chant Jai...jai....Jai... .    

I was thirsty, I know Jai only can quench my thirst.

This type of  feelings, I never experienced before in my life.  

This was new.   My whole body twisting from the tip of my toe to scalp.
No words were sufficient to describe my condition. 

Middle of night, I used get up and see outside the window, 

my lips whispering 'Jai'.
I saw him standing there. What an illusion!

' Prabha.'  Oh! Jai was really standing there outside, 

 full moon shining outside.
He whispered, ' while studying I wanted to take tea. 

I just came this side.
Have you not slept? '  What a telepathy !
' I felt that you are calling me,'  he said.

                   I loved my Jai more than my life. 
 I thought that he was part of me. A better half or (3/4).  
I never tolerated any harm to him. 

Once when we were together, a scootorist hit Jai on his already

wounded leg.  In pain, Jai  cried ,"Prabha".  
I held the scootorist by his shirt collar and went on slapping him. 
 If Jai had not held me back, 
the condition of the scootorist would have been very bad.

                   
My love to Jai was very strong.  
Even Jai was not knowing the depth until this incidence:
Jai was just joking that I did not love him. 
 He was repeatedly teasing me by narrating a scene:
" Prabha, in due course, you will marry someone selected
by your father and live happily with him.  
If it happens to me to meet you,
you will introduce me to your husband as a ' known person '.  
You will ask me, ' what will you take,sir, coffee or tea? ' 
your children will call me uncle and ask for "Jai" ice cream.
Is it correct, Prabha?"

I was upset by his repeated teasing.
 I never thought of a life without Jai.

                 " Jai, please stop it. you don't know how much I love you.
Now you will see.  I can give my life to prove it."  
Telling this I walked across the road with flowing traffic 
and speeding vehicles in Mettupalayam Road.

           
"OK Prabha, I know you love me so much. 
 I was just joking. come back, please Prabha".  
Jai was pleading for my return.
No, I proceeded further to the middle of the road.
Jai came running after me.
A heavy sound. All came to a standstill.

                " Prabha..........ha........ha........a"

Jai was crying and came running towards me.

                       It was a matter of fraction of a second.
The vehicles pulled the brakes in time.
I escaped unhurt.

The scene:  I was standing in the middle of the road 
with vehicles standing on both of my sides.
The drivers were vehemently scolding us.  
Jai rushed to me and brought me to the side of the road.  
Jai was in deep shock.
In that mood, he slapped me repeatedly. 

                      "Why did you do such a thing?", he asked me in anger.
                       " Then why did you say that I don't  love you?" I retorted.
  
My reply appeared childish to Jai.
 I was smiling, not worrying about the gravity of my deed.
Jai felt for slapping me and wiped my cheeks affectionately.
I drew  very close  to him and held his hand tightly and happily.

Jai murmured,
" I don't know what to do with this mad girl."

                  "Yes Jai, I'm mad of you, OK?", I replied.

                  "Oh God ! save me from this mad girl.
Let good sense prevail on this girl," Jai told,
raising both his hands towards the sky.

We both laughed in unison,
people not knowing the reason and
surprised at our odd behavior

*****

I stated earlier, Love is not only blind,

Lovers are also behave like mad.
It is one such instance.
Though Jai is matured, calm and steady
in his Love, Prabha shows her possessiveness
and intensity, may be young girl with immaturity
or her active nature. Hope, Jai's love will take care of her.

  pj

                                         *                                          
Uraadhavar pol solinum seraar sol
Ollai unarappadum.
                                                   - Thirukkural - 1096.

Even if she speaks differently and pose like a stranger,
It will be understood correctly as her intense love.
*

A Love Story (five)

by Prabhavathi Jai

Though the hearts are two,

Let the beats be one.
Plant the kiss on the cheeks of your dear,
You will find the heaven is not far, but near.

FIVE

" Prabha, please sing a song for me".

I was a student of Karnatak sangeeth 
and Bharat Natyam, Jai knew it.
I started singing a song in tamil :

   Kannum kannum pesiyathum unnal androe

 Inba kadhal isai padiyathum neeyo androe
Pen manathil yetri vaitha deepam allava
Oli pirakkum munne anaithal pavam allava ...

meaning,

Our eyes spoke because of you ? 
You recited the pleasant love songs ?
The lamp was lit  in the heart of the lady ?
Before the light emanates
Is it not a sin to put off the lamp ?...

I did not understand why I recited the song. Jai enjoyed it.

          "Beautiful, wonderful, very nice. please sing once more. I like it".
I repeated singing the song.

After this, Jai told me, "You study for some time.  I will sleep".
He slept on the bench. 
I sat by his side and started studying happily.  
By the time he woke up, I completed studying and revision.

Jai told, 'Because of late night studies, 
I feel sleepy during the day.
Prabha, you take the food. We will move after that ".
"Jai, you take the curd rice which I have brought".

"No Prabha I will just taste one spoon". He tasted.
 "Nice. It is very  tasty with the mango pickles. You take it now".

I ate and fed him with my hands. 
"Oh, now it is more tasty. wait, wait".
He held my hand and licked with his tongue.  
"Oh, this is the reason.
The taste is from the beautiful hands of my beautiful Prabha. 
Then, Let us eat".

We moved. " I have taken the curd rice. you take some thing.
 What will you have, Prabha?"

" Ice cream, Jai"

" OK, By taking more ice-cream, my olli Pappa (lean girl) 
will become gundu Pappa (fat girl)", Jai was making fun.

 MY JAI   

was a handsome and majestic person,

intelligent and innocent, kind and considerate, 
hardworking and relaxing, shy and stubborn, 
polite and strong, principled but lenient, 
helping and strict, a leader and a worker. 
He was sporting slightly long curly hair 
and line moustache with boyish look.  

His kind and clear eyes always searching for something.
 The horizontal wrinkles appearing on his broad forehead
indicating his deep thoughts and knowledge. 
smiling face, shapely nose, friendly attitude 
- I liked everything and I loved him from 
the core of my heart and mind.  
From the first sight, I knew that he is
 made for me - only for me.
Without him I was a nought (0).  
With him, I was everything.
He was my life's goal, attainment and ultimate.

Our love grew without any problem meeting daily on the road,
near my house,college, temple, park, supermarket etc.
 The day without seeing him was like a hell,  
I wept  without any control.

Jai, I knew, he loved me. But, he behaved with me
with utmost dignity and control.  
Even If he had made any advances, I would have
submitted myself without any hesitation.  
I had complete faith on him.  He had sublimity,
also never taken advantage of my obvious volatility to him.  
My Jai was different.  
Virtue was his forte. 
I felt safe and secure with him.

One day he met me and silently put two Gold medals
and one silver medal on my neck.  
"They are all yours, Prabha.
 It is all because of you. For meeting you, 
I went to Gym regularly both morning and evening.  
So it was very easy to win in the meet.

With the medals, you look very beautiful.  so you keep them.
Let my Maharani (Queen) wear the Medals now. 
Soon I will get a Diamond studded 
golden crown to my beauty Queen."   
I was very happy. I could not control.  
I rushed and planted a long kiss.
Jai responded.  " Have you  taken any sweet? 
Your lips taste very sweet."
                                              
My Jai won the point and the game:   

Jai  ..........1

                                                           Prabha ...... 0
                                                            (My Jai should always win !?)
                                                 

*****

True Love:
Dedication and surrendering.
No ego or arrogance but submission.
Proud to be possessive and happy to be possessed.
It is a typical mutual honor and adoration
Better one experiences it, than describing.
What else I can write ?
                                                                                                      pj  
   *     

குறிக்கொண்டு நோக்காமை அல்லால் ஒருகண்      

சிறக்கணித்தாள்  போல  நகும் .

                                                                                       - திருக்குறள் :1095.

Without looking at me directly, she will smile

with one eye partially closed

*

A Love story (Four)

by Prabhavathi Jai

Heart is judged by one's emotion,
Mind is revealed by the words and behavior.
Emotional portion of mind is generally termed as heart.
Heart, as such, does not have any cognitive responsibility.

 FOUR

No Time to Love,
And none to love,
And to love after marriage,
My horoscope does not permit.
And the stethoscope cries, as I'm old.
*
VOC park.

We were sitting on a bench under a tree.  

In his usual style, Jai started, 

"Tell me, Prabha, are you OK?"  

"Fine and happy, Jai"
   "Good". 

Suddenly an elderly person 

appeared on the scene and wished Jai
    "Namaskar, sir, How are you? 

It is long since I have seen.  Come, sir,
We will go to my place."
 We went to his nearby hut and sat on a bench.

Jai explained.
   "He is a gardener in the park. 

I regularly come here to sit and read.
That is how we got acquainted. 

He is a good man. His name is Nallamuthu"
 

" Sir, who is the Madam ?

Whether I can  get some tea for you?"
 " Nallan get tea for us.  Good tea.  

This Madam is known to me.
Her house is near my Hostel.  

Have you taken any food?   

Take this money and get tea for us. 

Good tea,  neat and clean.  You take some tiffin. "

Nallan returned after some time with tea for us. 

Really it was good tea.
" Tell me , Nallan, How is your daughter, Valli?

 When is her delivery?
What Doctor is telling?" Jai inquired about him.
           " Valli is OK sir, 

Doctor is also telling that every thing is all right, sir.

You helped me in time. 

Otherwise it would have been very serious."

 "Madam, Jai sir is a very good person. 

If he has not helped me in time,
my daughter Valli would have been no more."
    Just then I saw the gold ring  on Jai's  finger  missing.

                                              

      

Winning should be an habit.

My jai scored another point 

(40- 0)  Forty-Love.

contd........

*****

In love, there is no victory or defeat.
Whether you win or lose, the feelings are different.
Win to weep, lose to laugh, what a match !

Here, Jai's every innocent and general action, 

Prabha gets impressed. she likes, loves and adores him.  

                                                                                                      pj

*

Yan nokkum kaalai nilan nokkum nokkakaal

Thaan nokki mella nagum.                            

                                                                                                 -  Thirukkural: 1094.     

When I look at her, she will bend her neck 

and pose as if she is looking at the floor;

When I am not seeing her, she will look at me

and extend a light  and bright smile.

*          

A Love Story (Three)

by Prabhavathi Jai

Till yesterday, you were in my eyes,
Today, you have haunted my heart,
From tomorrow, I will be walking with you,
Like the shadow in the light.

THREE

My mother called me and told , 

                    "Prabha, go to Chinthamani (Super market) 

and get all the items in the list.  
The list and the money is kept on the table.
The items are required for the pooja on Friday.   
Also, purchase some good camphor. 
Start immediately.  
If you go in the morning, there won't be much rush."
"No mummy, why can't you send Padmini. I have to read a lot."
"She has to do some house-hold work. You go now."

I started reluctantly.  

While making the purchase, I heard the familiar voice.  

My heart skipped a beat.

"Kala, Please give me urgently.  

one small pocket Surf.  

Two Margo soaps.  

one medium Close up paste. 

one pocket 7 'O clock blade.

Old Spice shaving cream one ............" 

The girl was obliging him with a smile.

"Jai, you, here?  Do you know the sales girl? 

You called her by name?"

"Yes, I know her. I come here often.  

If your billing is over, give it to me. 

I am a member and can get you some rebate. "
Jai paid the bill and  I got Rs. 80/- as rebate.

"OK, Prabha come we will take some coffee". We came out.
" Jai, I want ice-cream." (It was Jai ice-cream)
" Good, you take ice cream. 

I will have Vada and coffee. 

"Prabha,do you like it?"
" I like Jai."
   "What"

" I like 'Jai' ice cream".  We both laughed.

"Thank you, Jai"

Jai carried all the items in his Sports cycle and 

we proceeded to my house by walk.  

"OK, Prabha how your preparation for the
final Exam is going on?"

"Good in all subjects, except Maths"
        "Don't worry. You give your Maths book to me for a day or two"

After three days, he took me  to VOC park 
and handed over three 200-page full size note books .  

He has worked out systematically and
 neatly in his beautiful hand writing 

past 5 years  question papers step-by-step.
You  read and  work out all the problems.  

If you have any doubt or difficulty you note down. 

I will explain and make you understand. 

Now, you go to your college. 

Be sure, you will get good marks."

He had worked out all the problems step by step and giving
remarks and analogy.  It was very easy to understand.
I never seen mathematics this easy to score.

Jai had spent sleepless
nights to prepare the answer sheets for me. 

I met him again and got clarified my doubts. 

His explanations were straight and to my understanding. 

He was very patient and clear in his explaining.  

Whenever I took the note books, his face will appear
and encourage.  ( I scored 98% in the final).

He is my Jai, only  for me.

                         

                                                                  My jai has again scored the point 

                                                                                              (30-0)   Thirty-Love.

 *****

With the thoughts of  the person whom one loves,
after long separation when they meet unexpectedly,
the excitation is unmentionable. 
The happiness like heavy flood flowing 
breaking the river banks.

She finds reasons for continued union.
Let us see how the mathematics help them.
Prabha, she is very happy and has become
very possessive in telling,
"My Jai, only for me"
Beautiful young Girl !
And handsome youthful guy !

                                                                                     - pj

*

Nokkinaal nokki irainginaal agthu aval

yappinul attiya neer

                                               -Thirukkural : 1093.

She looked at me;

When I saw her seeing me,

with shy, she looked other way.

This action is like pouring water to

the growth of her love plant.

*

A Love Story (Two)

by Prabhavathi Jai

In love, it is joyful pleasure to meet
Also, it is painful pleasure to wait.

TWO

*

Search Results

 I narrated the incidence of mishap to Padmini, my elder sister.  

She asked me why I have done such a thing.

"He will be all right soon", she consoled me.
Next day my eyes were searching for him.
No, he was not there.
What happened to him? Whom to ask?
I was restless. I wanted to see and tell him
every thing and ask him to excuse me.
No, he did not turn up . How I played with the
 life of an innocent person.
What wrong he has done to me.
Then why I have played the mischief
without knowing the consequences.
Oh God, where is he?
Nothing should have happened to him.
Days went on......
one, two, three, four, five...... ten........fifteen .......
No, I could not see him.

Waiting for him !
 After long twenty days anxious wait, 
I saw him coming towards me limping his right leg. 
On seeing me, he felt shy and guilty
and crossed to the other side of the road with difficulty.

No, I could not tolerate any more. I rushed to him.
"How are you? All your problems because of me 
and my foolish action. I am very sorry.  
Please excuse me."

" No, no, I should have been more careful.  It is not your fault.' 
He absolved me from my guilty feeling. 

" I was more worried about you.
But I have seen you all right."  What a magnanimity !

" Now how do you feel? Is it paining? " 

"No,no, Doctor has told me I will be all right in a week" he smiled affectionately. 

He then asked me hesitantly," Your good name?"

" Prabhavathi. We live in the quarters opposite to your  College Hostel.
I am studying in the Women's College at Peelamedu. "

       "Very good. I am Jai studying in Engineering college, GCT.
OK. It is getting late. Reach home early.
I will practice some walking. It is long since I walked.
My friends used to take me to the college in their vehicle.
OK, Prabha, relax. Study well and take care. See you. Bye"

   After talking to Jai,  my heart  has become very light.
I was flying in Heaven with wings like a Fairy.
The sky full of stars and moon. 

Am I Fairy?

The gardens full of 
my favorite fragrant Jasmine and roses - to say,
I was feeling very happy.  I don't know why!?
Love birds singing.
Butterflies dancing and flying.

After reaching home, I washed myself, thanked God
and prayed for a long time. 
Seeing my long prayer my mother asked me,
" are you praying for your forthcoming Exam? Good. Good. " 

My elder sister, Padmini understood and winked her eyes.

I shook my head in the affirmative.
" I saw Jai to-day and talked to him" I whispered.

         " No harm to Jai. He is OK and will be better soon."
"Jai ?", Padmini smiled meaningfully.
I told her every thing.

                                                                                My Jai scored (15-0) 

                                                              Fifteen-Love

                                                                                                  .............contd.                                     *****

People often say, Love is blind,
But lovers, it is said, are also mad.
While in the grip of love, they behave like intoxicated people,
They themselves talk, laugh, weep, get anger and 
become emotional forming their separate own world.

What parents could not do for 20, 25 years, lovers achieve instantly.
He leaves smoking, drinking and other vices readily,
for the sake of love.
  Love is a great inspirational force, 
Kingdoms have been lost or gained.
Though generally, love is during adolescence, there is no age limit .

 Love is such a driving force, makes them very active and effective,
The body shows glow and shine with increased sex hormones.
For ladies, during separation, the skin turns pale and green.

Here, Prabha feels and repents for her unintentional action.
   Lovers do not tolerate any difficulty, trouble
or harm to the person whom they  love.
They quickly and readily react.
*
                                                                                              - pj
Kan kalavu kollum siru nokkam kamathil
Sem baagham andru perithu.                  
                                                 -Thirukkural : 1092.

 In love, her short stealing look is not 

the same and similar, 

                                 but with enlarged outlook.                                 

              *                 

A Love Story (One)

by Prabhavathi Jai

PYAR TO KIYA, 

 KOI CHORI  NAHIN
 PHIR  DARNA  KYUN  YEH DUNIYA SE 

(You have only made love,

not committed any theft,
 then why should you be afraid of the world.)

 *****

ONE

     Seen him and Loved him

Love at first sight 

 

WONDERFUL MONUMENT FOR LOVE

     Then I was studying in the Women's College at Peelamedu in 

Coimbatore.  As usual, that day I was returning home
from the college in the evening. I was walking down the
( Forest College  Museum) Cowley Brown Road
from Central Theater. He was coming in front me
along with his friends on the same side of the road.
I saw him making some funny gestures and
telling something to his friends.
 
I thought that he is teasing me and making fun of me.
I stared at him with anger. He stopped his gestures and
moved away with his innocence.  Suddenly, I remembered
that these boys daily go to the nearby private Gym.
It also struck to me that the boy was explaining to his friends
the method  of weight-lifting.  I misunderstood his action.
I smiled.  The boy just turned back and seen me smiling
without understanding anything.

After a few days, while returning from the college,
I saw him riding a bicycle and coming fast towards me.
God forbid me!  I don't know why the thought
 came to my mind. When he approached very near to me,
I suddenly moved across his cycle.  To avoid hitting me,
he had to ride over the stones heaped on the road side.
In the process, he lost the balance and had a bad fall
from the bicycle and fell on me knocking down my books
and lunch box.  But nothing has happened to me.

Stealing a look?

In a taunting way, I took the wooden scale 
in my hand and stared at him with projected anger. 

He was in a mixed feeling of
shock, shy, guilt and pain.

He slowly got up and gathered all my books and lunch box,
cleaned the dust and handed over to me with the words,

 " very sorry, excuse me. 

I should have been more careful while riding the bicycle. 

I was in a hurry. What happened to you ?

Are you all right ? Any wounds ? 
Can we go to the Hospital ?"
He was worrying more about me 
with tears hanging in his eyes.

People were gathering and scolding him.

      Then I saw his body full of bruises and bleeding heavily
on both of his knees and right foot.  He slowly lifted
his bicycle and went back to his Hostel. 
He was limping and unsteady.
Drops of blood  all over the road.

                            

Oh God ! What I have done?  It is my foolish action.

The boy's condition was very bad.  I stood there speechless and
action less for long. Tears rolled down my eyes.

 Oh God, the boy should be all right.
Nothing should have happened to him.
That night I could not sleep.

                                                          (0-0)    Love all

                                                                                ........   contd.
xxxxx

Generally, people (male or female) carry a mental picture
of the person of the opposite sex of  their liking,
When the features of the person they meet tallies
with those in their mind, it triggers immediately
 and develops an affection .
This is often described as Love at First Sight.

Here, the girl recklessly wanted to invite the boy's
attention and get sympathy and love by getting wounded.

                                                               But, the boy got badly injured.                                                                                              - prabhavathi jai

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Iru nokku ival unkan ullathu oru nokku
Noy nokku; onru an noy marundhu.     
                                                                                        - Thirukkural : 1091
Her beautiful eyes have two looks:
One look makes you sick;
Another, the medicine for the sickness.
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