This post is part of the Chennai Bloggers Club’s CBC VIBGYOR BLOG TAG where some of us will write a post on the colours of VIBGYOR each day starting 1st of September to the 7th of September.
The colour theme for today’s post is YELLOW.
(Part 2 of 2)
Manjal – An Ayurveda known for its incomparable medicinal properties, a must-have in a vettrilai-paakku tray, Sakthivel’s manja-chevappu azhagi, Pachai’s better half today.
It was one of those unknowingly conspicuous moments in the three-day trip, when she saw and had the urge to have bananas. She asked her newly acquainted friend (not Pachai) to buy a few, as she had left her wallet in the vehicle. The way she was stared at, at the next instant; reactions were a mixture of uncovered laughter, consciousness (mind-voice – did I hear her right?), bananas…really!? She however, stood rooted to her spot and urged her friend to buy it. Words fall short to describe the amount to which this incident was elevated soon after the trip. Sportive that she was, she took it in the good stride, wherein she got christened Yellow.
Things moved at a systematic pace between Pachai and Manjal after that (and a few more) trip(s), when they decided to be together. Soon after, Pachai popped the question or should I say popped the statement!
…I can’t keep myself from thinking about you. I want this to be a lifetime relationship. You are more than anything else in this world. It is how much I value this relationship…
It was like a bubble burst for Manjal for she was in the stage that seemed to tether between he-loves-me, he-loves-me-not, does-he, or does-he-not. However, to Pachai, adequately inexpressive that he was, the relationship already indicated this-is-it; there is nothing more to wait for.
Manjal’s heart raced, her brain hemorrhaged, her senses froze, and god alone knows what else not happened to her. Thoughts at the speed of zillion per nanosecond spawned within her. Is this it? Is this THE guy? Or am I supposed to wait? May be he IS the guy, but isn’t it going too fast? Do I need to slow him down? Or take my time? Will he run away? Is this THE sign? Is it REALLY HIM?!
After a decent bit of contemplation, jurisdiction, discussion, and conviction, the She-said-Yes melodrama followed. The proceedings that followed were blurred, as the arrows kept shooting forward at an unkept speed. Spoke to parents → Parents met the Girl → Parents met the Boy → Parents met Parents (Long process – this parents thing, right? Even I felt so!) → Conditions applied → Fixed dates → Chat mangni pat byaah!
Pachai and Manjal, thus, became PachaiManjal.