Nithya! 💛

 

Nithya! 💛

 

“When the hell are you going to write about me? You have written about all the other friends from our gang. Why am still left?”

If she had asked like this, I would’ve written this blog long back. But she never asked a word. While I was high writing about my friends, she would’ve highly expected an article for her. She 100% deserves it too. But I didn’t write one. It didn’t strike to my mind that she might feel bad about not having an article.

One of my friends told me to write about her. I recollected my memories with her, which I felt was poor for a whole article. So, I told I can’t write. That friend told me to apologize to Nithya. I realized how dejected she would've felt and how stupid I had been.

The soft, sweet, calm Goddess. 

“Nithya, am really sorry that the article which I wrote for you didn’t come out well.”

“Hey, its totally fine, Deepan. I'm not feeling bad for not having an article.”

“Wow, you understood so quick. Am definitely going to write one someday. As we’ve met only twice or thrice, I couldn’t…”

At this moment, I didn’t know then, I screwed up.

The soft version of her evaporated. I felt like its gonna rain. Even though we were only on a call, I felt the heat of her anger.

“How dare you say that? We have met five times! Remember what all you went through?”

She didn’t mercy my eardrum. She started to talk stats like Vijayakanth, suddenly. Taken aback, I started to enlist what all happened. She reminded every happening crystal clear. Wish I had the memory power of hers! She said everything and took a breath. I hoped at least this time, she’ll ask me to write. But she kept on cursing my memory, instead of asking me to write. So, it was at this moment, I decided to write for her, from whatever I remembered and listened to.

Nithya, I got introduced to her through, again, Viba. However, to get to know about her, we had to wait until the third group study session. She’s the STR of our gang. She joins us when she wants. And is always high, in the remaining time. High on studies, my dear readers.

She claims herself to be between 5.2 and 5.4 feet. Aiyayo, it's better not to speak about her height. She’ll rip me. Anyway, her other talents are instant joking and killing people with the same. Yeah, on the very first day of group study, she called us and challenged Kishore. They had to be spontaneous, but Kishore couldn’t survive the challenge, due to an injury. We had to treat him for sudden blood from his ears.

On the first day I met her, I tried to be as polite as possible. She never had those principles it seems. But as times passed by, I could no longer stay quiet, while she was enjoying making fun of us. I never made fun of new people, until that day. She was triggered by some comment of mine, and ran around the hall, chasing me. She gathered all of them and locked me. Then happened the comedy, she asked permission to slap me! I remember her jumping off the floor to slap me… No, I ain’t gonna talk about her height. She’ll slap me again. 😁

After that unforgettable slap, I was careful not to fight with her again. I also avoided many arguments, even though I had a difference of opinion. But still, there came another day.

Ever heard of the brand Nokia? Probably not. We both have similar kinds of basic mobile manufactured by Nokia. We were criticizing everyone for spending thousands and buying phones that won’t survive a fall. She came up with a stupid idea. She decided to test both the mobiles in various ways like audibility, drop test, and feature tests. Every time, my phone lost for some stupid reason, as she held the competition. She even measured how long and bright the torchlight of the mobile works. She does these in the name of dedication. 😂

It's an Error to go against the Terror.

Take away the humor from her, she is the minimized version of Samuthirakani. She tells good things always, or, in better words, she preaches good things always. She had always read my blog, even though I never sent her a notification. She had been a great critic for my writings, and moreover, she’s one of the few people who still call me a director. She’s a great teacher, too. The maturity she has over important things is just inexplicable. She's easily far knowledgeable than any of us. Most perfect human I've ever seen.

She knows how to motivate a person. She was the one who told me to write more often. To show off that am posting something very quick after my recent blog, I couldn’t find a better topic than to write about herself.

So guys, keep calm and be Nithya! 😁