"WRONG TURNS & RIGHT ENDS"

Chapter 1- HAPPY NEW YEAR

Fate; I don’t believe it. If they were meant to be together, they could have been years before. They have been by in same classes for years, even she joined a college in his home town. They crossed paths several times, yet they never had a word shared.

Moments; I believe in them. I believe every moment is a treasure chest waiting to be opened. With luck you might be in the right direction to experience at least a few of them ; like they did by redefining a mere new year wish -- even without knowing themselves, they were opening a new chapter in their life, one which they had always dreamed about, one that's going to be the best part of their life. And it all began with a “HAPPY NEW YEAR”.

                      

Girl: Happpyyy neww year 🎊🎊🎉                        

Boy: Happy new year                        

Boy: 🙂                        

Girl: 😃                        

Boy: 😊                        

Boy: Hows the new year so far                        

Boy: 😅                        

Girl: Great!!                        

Girl: Der??                        

Boy: Cudnt get any worse                        

Boy: 😅                        

Girl: 🙄                        

Girl: Yy                        

Boy: Nah.... Exams and all r going                        

Boy: No mood to celebrate                        

Boy: 😊                        

Girl: Oohh                        

Girl: Last year Ah??                        

Boy: Yea                        

Boy: And final year exams r going on                        

Boy: 😁😅                        

Girl: Gr8                        

Girl: Wish u heapss of luck😁👍🏻👍🏻                        

Boy: Thanks                        

Girl: And a grand and successful New year                        

Boy: I need all the luck I need                        

Boy: 😊😅                        

Boy: Wish u the same                        

Girl: Luckkyyy uuu😎                        

Girl: Thank uu                        

Boy: ??lucky. How                        

Boy: 😄                        

Girl: Bcz u have it olll                        

Boy: Hehe😁👍🏻                        

Boy: Btw                        

Boy: 😅                        

Boy: Wat were u doing these days                        

Boy: ?                        

Girl: Me eng lit                        

Girl: 2nd yr                        

Girl: Last sem                        

Girl: M at Coimbatore                        

Boy: Ohk                        

Boy: U wanted to b an eng teacher?                        

Boy: R8                        

Girl: Yupp                        

Girl: How do u knw    ?                    

Boy: I said from class once                        

Boy: U*                        

Boy: I guess                        

Girl: Is it??                        

Boy: Yea... How else wud I know                                               

Girl: Hmmmm... dats r8                        

Boy: 😁                        

Boy: And I do have a gud Memory                        

Boy: 😜                        

Girl: Seriously                        

Girl: I do have                        

Girl: U*                       

Boy: Yea.. I and u r damn too close                        

BoyGirl: Hw cm?                  

Boy: I mean the alphabets in keypad                        

Boy: 😁😁😅😁😅                        

Girl: Ohh come onn😂😂😂                        

Boy: 😁😁😁😁                        

Boy: Seriously they r                        

Girl: Dudeeee🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻                        

Boy: 😉😁                        

Boy: So teacher                        

Boy: How's life                        

Boy: ?                        

Girl: Not muchh interesting                        

Boy: Y                        

Boy: Busy studying?                        

Girl: Its just monotonous                        

Girl: Wot abt urs                        

Girl: I think u have enough fun?                        

Boy: Well... It's getting too interesting                        

Boy: 😐                        

Girl: If u don't mind... hw                        

Boy: Well... Life at abroad.... Freedom... Everything guys of my age dreams                        

Girl: Greatttt                        

Boy: Not really                        

Boy: As                        

Boy: That's not why I came here nah                        

Girl: Thn yy                        

Boy: To be a doc                        

Girl: N der u r                        

Girl: 😀                        

Boy: Well.. I am                        

Boy: Thanks to God                        

Boy: 😊😅                        

Girl: 😀😀                        

Girl: Wer do u wish 2 work                        

Boy: Of course in our country                        

Girl: Kk  

Boy: If u don't mind... Y is it so that ur life is monotonous                                     

Girl: U knw how it's here... too  conventional                        

Boy: 😅😁                        

Girl: Not enof freedom 2 b oneself                        

Girl: Soo it gets kinda boring                        

Boy: Well...                        

Boy: No matter wat                        

Boy: who can stp us from being oneself?

Girl: Thats a tough qstn😁                        

Boy: Hehe                        

Girl: Infact u r r8                        

Girl: But in my case it depends a lot on circumstances                        

Girl: Tooo                        

Boy: Yea...no matter how strict or watevr the situation gets... I am always the same idiot                        

Girl: Yeah                        

Boy: In my case I wanted to change according to the circumstances... But I can't                        

Girl: n May b dats y ua life is tooo interesting!!                        

Boy: Interesting....it actually depends on our likes r8                        

Girl: Yeahh😁                        

Boy: Evn sitting alone in my room is interesting                        

Boy: To me                        

Boy: 😜                        

Girl: Actually sitting alone s more interesting to mee too                        

Boy: ✌🏻                        

Boy: Yea                        

Boy: I can't find a better company                        

Boy: Thn myself                        

Girl: Thats trueee                        

Boy: 😉                        

Boy: Yup                        

Boy: And I love spending time myself                        

Girl: Yea that's cool                        

Boy: English teacher ....am dead sure u wud                        

Boy: Be                        

Boy: A                        

Boy: Gud reader                        

Boy: Rite                        

Girl: Yesss ur r88😄                        

Boy: Me too                        

Boy: But not gud                        

Girl: I love reading                        

Boy: Am Just little reader                        

Girl: U 2??                        

Girl: Dats good                        

Girl: Wt do u read                                                

Girl: Fiction....nonfiction                                                                       

Boy: Am a little reader... So there isn't like any specific genre and all                        

Boy: I read anything  that's interesting                        

Girl: Okk                        

Girl: Good                        

Boy: Mostly suggested by my good reader frnds                        

Boy: 😊                        

Girl: Oohh                        

Boy: And none of those books r mine... I just borrow them from frnds during vacation                        

Boy: And                        

Boy: I return next year                        

Boy: 😅                        

Girl: Great reader u r😆😆                        

Boy: Well do u lend books                        

Girl: Yeahh I lend

Boy: Thn I'll hv to visit u sometime    Girl: Doctor  .. rnt u slpyy                                              

Boy: The question is r u sleepy?                                            

Girl: Yeah little bit😜                        

Boy: Well I got that ...from ur question                        

Boy: 😁                        

Girl: 😅😅                        

Boy: It's 4:41 hre                        

Girl: Oh really                        

Boy: I was thinking of brushing and hving a tea                        

Boy: 😅                        

Girl: Soo u nvr slp?,                        

Boy: Mostly the third day                        

Girl: I din get it                        

Boy: I mean i sometimes I stay up fr 2 or 3 days                        

Boy: 😅😁                        

Boy: And                        

Girl: Without slpng??                        

Boy: Yea                        

Boy: On third day theres a system shut down                        

Girl: Omggg                        

Girl: 😆😆😆                        

Girl: But wot do u do                        

Girl: Thn                        

Boy: I use to watch movies                        

Girl: Oohhh                        

Boy: Which I recently quit                        

Boy: 😅                        

Boy: I hvnt seen a movie fr more than a month                        

Girl: Oo                        

Girl: Dats not at ol a surprise 4 mee                                               

Boy: Y                        

Boy: 😝                        

Girl: Bcoz I watch very feww                        

Boy: I use to watch a hell lot                        

Boy: 😅                        

Girl: Keep it up                        

Boy: I quit it                        

Boy: 😉                        

Girl: 😕                        

Boy: Nah....we hv to do something stupid                        

Boy: In a while                        

Boy: Well I do it every day                        

Girl: Yeahh dats interesting                        

Girl: Great                        

Boy: And                        

Boy: I am bit embarrassed                        

Boy: To tell                        

Boy: U this                        

Boy: That                        

Boy: I also write...sometimes                        

Girl: That's gr8                        

Boy: In English                        

Girl: Ders nthng of embarrassment                        

Girl: Poems??                        

Boy: To a person who learns that language, who dreams to be teacher,  its embarrassing fr a guy who hv no idea abt grammar and all such stuffs to tell that am a writer                        

Boy: Yea....but only I wud call it poem😅                        

Girl: Grammar s not really dat important at ol                        

Girl: Wen u have smthng 2 b expressed                        

Girl: U  ll well do it                        

Boy: Actually I just write fr that... To express                        

Girl: Without any expertise                        

Girl: N grammar                        

Girl: Dats wot i said                        

Boy: In that case......                        

Boy: Wud u like to                        

Boy: Read something                        

Boy: 😅                        

Girl: Yeahh                        

Girl: I would                        

Boy:  http://myimaginaryfriendsandtheirvoice.blogspot.ca/2016/06/my-love-story.html?m=1                        

Boy: 😅                        

Boy: It isn't much                        

Boy: Am sure u'll be shocked to see so much errors and mistakes                        

Boy: 😝                        

Girl: Its unbelievably superbbbb                        

Girl: Reallyyy                        

Boy: Yea....  u r gud at jokes                      

Boy: Evn at midnight                        

Boy: 😝👍🏻                        

Girl: U shd have been a literature student                        

Boy: 😅                        

Girl: M serious                        

Boy: Actually I wanted to                        

Girl: I nvr expected  .. frm uu                        

Girl: Then y doc??                        

Boy: Coz I wanted to be a doc too                        

Boy: 😅                        

Girl: Oohh                        

Girl: Sooo                        

Girl: Nw u r both                        

Girl: I loved dat part wer u expanded GAYATHRI                        

Girl: Its awesome                        

Boy: 😊                        

Boy: Well..thn u should read                        

Boy: The second                        

Boy: Part                        

Boy2:  http://myimaginaryfriendsandtheirvoice.blogspot.ca/2016/10/my-love-story-part-2.html?m=1                        

Boy: It's continuation                        

Girl: Greatttt                        

Girl: U r really talented!!                        

Boy: Nah                        

Boy: Just love sometimes                        

Boy: Make us crazy                        

Boy: 😅                        

Girl: I've evn commented                        

Girl: Tats2 truee                        

Girl: N very clear                        

Girl: N ua case😁😁                        

Boy: Well                        

Boy: It wrked too                        

Boy: 😉😊                        

Girl: Aahaaa                        

Boy: But it tuk almost 8 years                        

Boy: 😅                        

Girl: 😁😁                        

Girl: Good jobb                        

Boy: It was late                        

Boy: But am glad to know that it wud hv wrked                        

Girl: Dont worry                        

Girl: It ll work                        

Boy: U see                        

Boy: That's another story                        

Boy: It can't work                                               

Girl: Smthg better is awaiting u thn                        

Boy: All I ever wanted was to show how I felt                        

Boy: And                        

Boy: She knows it too well now                      

Girl: U succeeded                        

Boy: 😊                        

Girl: 😁😁                                             

Boy: First part was posted on her bday                        

Boy: Second on mine                        

Girl: Wowww                        

Girl: Seems like u have fallen too deep 4 her                        

Boy: It's complicated now                        

Boy: from a just a crush she had became one of lifes goal                  

Boy: 😅😁😅😁                        

Girl: Omg😇😇😇                                            

Girl: Well...u ll have to excuse me nw I thnk😜                        

Girl: N I really appreciate dat                        

Boy: 😅😅 hehe... I frgt... U humans do sleep                        

Girl: I m amazed at ur writings                        

Boy: Go sleep... We'll see later😁👍🏻👋                        

Girl: Even though its sm powerful force dat keeps u do well😄😄                        

Girl: Okk                        

Girl: Cu later                        

Girl: Good morning ☀⛅                        

Boy: Am gonna make some tea                        

Boy: 👋😁                        

Girl: ☕                        

Girl: 👋🏻✋🏻👋🏻✋🏻        

    

And there began the story of two dreamers with limitless imagination; two readers, who observe and read the lives around them; two writers who expressed their love through words & gave life to those words by living them.

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Chapter-2  SHE, MA TWIN FLAME

I’m an ambivert, inclined more towards my introvert side. I thought of myself as an observer, I use to watch people, observe their lives, thought about their lives from their shoes. I befriended many to know about the lives that I couldn’t live. But how the hell did I miss you ma Queen? I knew you of course but not the real you, probably the same way you had missed me too. 

This is about the precious stone I found too late, who was always in my sight but I have been too blind to not see your light. Perhaps the walls you build around you was too thick & tall even for my eyes. Lord, I wish I had met you a lot earlier!  Maybe God needed His turn of dramas at the beginning of the story filled with dramatics all the way along.

Anyway am glad I met you at-least before it was too late. Love you, love you most.

A NEW QUEEN

I knew a girl in the days gone by,

Or maybe I thought I did.

Thought she was a mum,

Never heard her spoke a term.

I know now I was too dumb,

To judge someone so wrong.

Thought she was glum,

never saw her grin for once.

I am glad I got to read now,

Or I might have appraised its cover.

Thought not to be blind anymore,

coz it's too worthy to be missed.

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You could never be the one,

Among the stars twinkling in the sky.

Your light is too bright,

To just glitter in the night.

You could shine with the might,

To light even in the twilight.

You might be unlit now,

But you are meant to light the ones in dark.

I know you dream not to shine,

you dream to guide others to shine.

I know you’ll be in a lone path,

Its coz you are meant to lead in front.

I know you ain't an impressive moon

But you are an expressive sun that glows

I knew a queen, a new queen

Anu the queen 

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Chapter-3  HE, MA DRAMA QUEEN

New years don’t always bring new gifts to all - to just a few lucky people.

I have been chosen this time to have been presented the best gift time could afford - a person for life

2017 had been great enough to better my life by giving me you.

You, who have a big heart and holds too much of love to impart to others.

You, who love the people just for the sake of loving.

You, who thinks and feels too deep in a world that is as shallow as this.

You, who is one of the most genuine few people I have ever met

You, who would do anything to bring a smile on the face of people you love, often by going out of your ways.

You, who wishes to capture life in all its best moments, not just in camera, but also save them in your heart.

You, who loves to dream and dreams to love.

You, who sees the best and the beautiful even in the most ordinary things.

You, who cares too much despite being just hurt in return.

You, who reads people like books, just to understand them, in an otherwise self-centered world.

You, who holds on to things and people with great love to make them yours forever.

You, who makes people feel important, by writing special notes for them.

You, who tries to cheer me up when I’m low; who tries to push me forth to do my best.

You, who makes efforts to make people happy.

You, within whom I found relief of assurance of love and trust that is real.

You, my dear, are one of the best things that have happened in my life.

I know it may sound a cliché. But I really do mean it.

Sleep and food are the things I love the most. But those could come next if I have you, and our deep conversations exploring everything under the sun.

Dearest buddy

Radiating hoes of love and ease to the expanding circle of pals

A big heart owned by an honest soul

My loveling; that's forever and a day

A bizarre connect established; cherished, and directed to last long

Queen of Saas

Uber-cute is in your impish banters and annoying melodramas

Elegant is the style your thoughts breathe life into dead papers

Ever an honest lover, a loyal friend; a hopeful dreamer, and a poet at heart

Never wish to lose sight of you dear

Love you. don’t leave me ever. Stay in life.

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Chapter-4  SOULMATES

Whoever said, distance retards love?

Two people in two different soil, but connected by the souls.

Busy building their own collapsing little worlds,

Yet, making time for one another.

If this is not love, what else is?

Decorating the lonely nights, together;

With stories of the past,

Candid discussions of the inmost fears, confessions, and vulnerabilities at 3 AMs.

Sharing the biggest dreams and adventures, and every little beautiful ‘moments’.

No thoughts belittled switching on from benign humor to berated abuses.

And then comes the most beautiful part _ Filling the dark solitude with our silence.

Not because we are in no mood to talk, but to delight in sharing the quiet nights, close at hearts.

And the feeling of being just a breath away, despite being separated by lands and seas, is magical.

Not because our talks are incomplete, but because we know they cant be more perfected by anything other than silence.

Not because we no longer want to taste each other’s words, but because our silence sandwiched between words is the most relished delicacy

It is because we get to hear the lot more ‘unsaids’, than just breaking the line of thoughts with a ‘beep’ when the words are tired.

And thus, it becomes the most cherished part of our talks.

Yet I wonder each night if that could be a forever thing.

But I brush off the thought of it, because it aches to know that its not.

But yet, in some ways; that and every other thing we did, would last forevers, I know.

Because we are tied at the souls

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Chapter -5  TWO MAD, TOO MUCH LOVE

Life; can it be more meaningful

than in the hands of two writers?

Love; can it be better expressed

Than in the thoughts of two poets?

Heart; can it be better guarded

Than by two who had been let gone?

Togetherness; can it be celebrated better

Than by two recluses

Trust; can it be gifted more courteously

Than by two who had been deprived of it

Future; can it become more real

Than for two idealists?

Fights; can they be ever more worthy

Than by two fighting for love?

MADNESS; MY DEAR CAN IT BE UNDERSTOOD BETTER

THAN BY TWO CRAZILY INSANE DREAMERS?

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Chapter-6

 THE DAY I LIVED THE DREAM; WITH HER

Half a dozen months of coaching and the final exams was all over the head for way too long & I pressed the submit button on the screen and walked out of the exam center. Rather wasting time discussing about the exams, nor after-exam partying with colleagues, neither taking a peaceful sleep at the kin's home, I grabbed my bags, bid farewell to friends and folks; went straight to the railway station, amidst the heavy rush I boarded the first train to the city of hers.

Its been around half a year since I last met her; since our first meeting which was an expected awkward meeting of two new friends but a lot has changed now, we are closer than ever and anything until now.

I might have reached a bit early, perhaps too early around 2:30am while am suppose to be her home only by 9am. I thought of spending the night at the railway station but the excitement to meet her made me walk out of the station on to the streets; probably the unbearable buzzing and biting mosquitoes at the station helped too.

Although the first bus starts only at 5 am, the stay on the streets was better with the lights of the night & early morning commotions at the tea-stalls and hotels, they kept me awake. With a tea & Kitkat, I waited for the arrival of dawn and the bus. The wait for the bus was finally over, but the dawn kept me waiting as even after 1\2 hour traveling, it was still dark as I got off the bus in her town.

It took me a while to find her home around the newly reconstructed town.  I sat in front of her gate and woke her up with a call. She opened the door With a messy hair, sleepy eyes, in cute pajamas & dorky t-shirts, she looked like a nut-case which indeed she is, but still ma cutey. She was dumbstruck, like she saw a ghost, seeing me at her gates at this early hour. With the ascending sun, nature started lighting up & so did her face as her lips bloomed with a lovely smile. At the dawn, it dawned on our thoughts that we were outliving our biggest dreams.

It was just one day & we did nothing but simple normal stuff all day; which was what we always wanted to do, to be by & live by each other normally at least for a day. And that’s exactly what we did, we lived the day, from the dawn to the dusk. Without letting the world drag us down and back we flew. Rather than penning down our daydream, we got to penned down about the dream day. It was just a once in a lifetime day, but hell, we lived with no regrets and to its full. Yup, it was the day we lived the dream.

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Chapter-7   THE DREAM DAY: WHEN REALITY OUTSHONE IMAGINATIONS

Excited days and sleepless nights,

Waiting for another meeting, for another dream coming true

A new day took over the night in the hushed twilight hours.

The long waiting came to a still as you appeared in front, calling me.

A half-awake, dumbfounded me opened the door, still wondering if I was dreaming with eyes open.

Two dreamers could never feel more blissful when the reality is taking turns to become more amazing than any of their most wonderful dreams.

Together, a madhouse --

Within which we are each other's perfectly cozy little homes.

And we lived our day, as some of the siblings or couples who had been living together for years.

Yeah, it was just one day.

But that's sure to last ages.

From brushing our teeth together to having the morning cup of tea;

From you sleeping to waking up to me sitting by your side;

From me pressing your clothes to you helping me with my works;

From we sharing a room to getting ready together;

From eating together to laughing hard for no reason till our stomachs hurt;

From holding on to each other during our 'aim-lost' rides all along to our crazy aimless rides;

From leaving a home together and parting ways only to find each other a rail track apart;

From whispering over the phone, standing face to face, to shaking hands as we headed aside;

We smiled like idiots to each other, wishing these unbelievable moments do not end.

And the best of all was the accomplishment of that desire --

Just the two of us, with naked hands and only a single pen to cover under a single sheet of paper, making love in ink.

As the most beautiful sundown fulfilled our wishes, there we were --

Penning down the ecstasy of the day, looking back and adding more to the heaps of memories in our story-book.

Yet I feel, no words could perfectly paint the love, the friendship and the freedom shared by us.

Words might go vain their long extended efforts of depicting us, as we are clearly much more than words can convey.

EVERY 'ME' NEEDS A 'YOU', DARLING, FOR AN EPIC 'US'...

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WRITERS - Yeswanth S Nambiar & Anu Chandran

ARTIST -Pooja PM

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