I don't know who he is, where he came from, and all. If he was witnessing all that happened he could have helped me before itself. I wonder what he was doing at that time. May be the ghost effect hit him too. Who knows, well actually I am thankful that there is at least one soul to help me out here.

"Are you ok?" he asked me once again.

"Well, yeah I guess, and I have to be fine!" I said, as he helped me get up and to sit on the bed.

"You want me to call someone for your help??" he asked.

"Uhh. . . I don't think that's needed. I am fine." I shooted up at once. Informing someone about what just happened, 'My Fall' won't be a good idea, my Amma would get worried unnecessarily.

I still don't understand who he is?? I've never seen him in any of our family functions?? I don't know what..? I am getting a strange feeling when I look at him.

"Hey, wait a second, do I know you? Have we met before? I mean I don't think I have seen you here before.. Who are you?"

"I'm Krish's friend, I came here to give a few gifts that Shanti aunty asked me to." he answered my questions like a primary school kid. Hitting the point correctly and nailing it.

"Ohh oki!!" But there were queries still, "What brought you here on top then??"

"Ahhh.. that's actually!! I . . . Don't take me wrongly, please!" he said.

"No no I won't, feel free to tell it to me."

"I wanted to meet Swadhintha!" he said with a lot of hesitation.

"That's it! She is actually busy downstairs! You can tell me what ever it is I am her sister, I will pass on the message to her!" I replied standing up to face him. Aauch!! My back still hurts me.

"You are Swadhintha's sister?? Thank-God! I was worried that I mustn't get caught doing this stupid thing." he said.

What stupid thing is he talking about I wondered?

"I'm sorry, can you please elaborate!?" I demanded.

"Once again, please don't take me wrongly, Krish got me hitched with this work. He had bought a gift for Swadhintha, and he wanted me to give it to her, as he can't meet her, because of this engagement work. I wasn't willing to do this, I mean this is so risky, but there was no other option too.!" he said this not able to match with my eyes.

He was feeling too bad, to do this and I could sense that, from the way he kept looking down at the floor, avoiding to look into my eyes. Maybe he is scared of getting caught. . . when this thought came into my mind, I could not control my laughter, and laughed off immediately. 'A boy being scared for such a tiny work! OMG!!' I said that to myself.

"You need not worry, calm down. It's just a small gift thing. This is not going to be risky with me." I said as I wiped off the sweat from his forehead, with a tissue from the side-table. The tension he was in made him sweat like anything. It looked as if he would faint and fall in the next couple of minutes. "Ok.., are you fine in giving the gift to me?? I will give it to Swadhu Akka when she gets free. OR do you want to give it to her directly?" I asked.

"No No I am absolutely fine in handing it over to you. And thanks a lot!" he said, and pulled out a cute little box from his pocket.

I must say that these few seconds made me feel like someone is deeply in love with me and going to propose me by coming on his knee, holding my hand and putting that pretty ring into my fingers. Well imagination apart, when I came back to the present, I found that he was gone long back, and a cute tiny box in pink, was in my hand.

This was literally like a daydream for me, a hero came, saved the heroin, and flew off! Who knows what the heroin's going to do there after.

Too much of drama right?? Anyways, it's now that I realize, I am too late, and I must have been downstairs with Swadhu Akka. As this thought comes to my mind I put the cute gift in my purse and walked towards the dressing-table. With the dryer I dried my hair, and clutched it with a small hair clip. I loosely plated the remaining hair and let it on my right. It touched down my waist correctly. If not for Amma I would have cut my hair short. She likes if we have long hair. Taking my earrings from the table I rushed down. Ohh no. . . . . slowly, I forgot my back pain, but some how made it downstairs!

Amma got me some food to eat, and after eating that I felt energised. Well, I must say, my Amma has some magic in her hands, I am enjoying her food after 8 long months. After that I went and asked Amma if she needs any help in the decoration!

"Poovu, take these pink and white materials and come with me." she said, and I did as I was asked to.

She asked me to decorate the hall with the dupatta like long materials, as the engagement tomorrow would be held here, and I went ahead doing them.

My back pain hasn't gone yet, and it's disturbing me like anything. I realize if it sticks to me I won't be able to finish the decoration, and what about tomorrow's function?? I won't be able to enjoy that too! "What the hell Poovu!!" I said to myself.

"Anyhow, it's going to be difficult for you to manage it all by yourself. Why don't you let me help you??" I heard someone say this from behind me, when I turned back, Sonu!! OMG!! Why the hell, has he come here. "I can help you out with it, and believe me, all your work will be done on time." he added on. How can he offer me his help. He hates me isn't it?? "Just get lost, don't disturb me" I wanted to tell, but instead I kept quite. Moreover, I just gave him the decoration materials, symbolically telling "If you think you are an expert do it on your own!" and walked off zipping my mouth.

I was seeing him after 3 years, he has changed a lot, I mean his looks. I just keep myself updated by looking at his Facebook Updates, Dp's, Status., etc.,

He has shaved his beard completely, except for the hair in his chin and the moustache. He has a different hair-cut, which I haven't come across so far, but that suits him and he looks good. Handsome! Yeah he really does look handsome. He is wearing a Blue Denim, and a Grey colored T-shirt. Well actually why am I into him? I don't know!

'When did you start noticing him so much Poovu?? Stop it. You have nothing to do with him.' I said myself as I walked out.

· • ● Sushant (Sonu) ● • ·

I regret for all that I did with Poornitha years back. I committed a big mistake in judging her character. Initially everything was going good between us, but that day I still remember, I shouldn't have done that. I will never forgive myself for being so bitter to her. One mistake of mine, and I am paying for it now. She hates me and it's very well evident, the way she did not hear me and accept my help showed it.

Wonderful were those days, when Poornitha and I were so close and we had the tightest bonding between each-other.

*** Flashback ***

I was 6 years old when Poornitha was brought home. She was a god given gift to my Krishnan Uncle, Uma Aunty and all of us. Yeah, she was their adopted child. Krishnan Uncle found her in the temple, and expected that god wants him to take up the responsibility of the baby and brought her home! My aunty was also fine with it. All of us liked her.

One month later Uncle and Aunty adopted her legally, and she was named "Poornitha".

As soon as I came from school I started to play with her, she was just 8 months old. She liked me a lot. I would show her toys, and she used to smile, whenever I took her hand in mine she used to laugh with so much of excitement! I loved her a lot.

Years passed on, she grew up to be a beautiful girl. We went to school together, studied together, played together and much more. All my friends started liking her. They all used to talk to her and avoided me, even if they came to me it was just to ask about Poornitha's whereabouts.

One day that one day I will never forget in my life. One evening, I found Poornitha, reading my diary, I usually like to have my personal things personal. I got very angry on seeing her read my diary, and slapped her. That wasn't strange, because from past few months, I was getting angry with all the small small things she did. I started feeling that she was interfering too much into my life. Using my phone, talking to my friends, getting into my room often, accompanying me everywhere etc., That day when she read my diary, I lost my temper and shouted at her telling, ""YOU ARE AN ORPHAN, WHOM MY UNCLE GAVE LIFE, BETTER BE IN YOUR LIMITS, OR ELSE YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE A BAD TIME WITH ME."" I said that and pushed her out of my room, and locked myself in the room.

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