Kuru Novel Story

  KUMUDHINI Kuru Aravinthan “The beautiful dreams of my sister The life that they intended to lead, For several months, carefully formed Embryo cremated in the womb of The mother - the wife of my friend…….”  P oet Sithivinayagam When I took the pot, my hands shivered. It was the unrest in my heart that was reflecting in my hands. I wiped the perspiration on my brow with my shawl. Such early morning dreams had been bothering me and weakening me, often. Now I realized the real meaning of nightmare. Let me live a little longer for the sake of this girl was the one trifle wish I have. Once I give her in marriage my duty will be over, and I can peacefully close my eyes. This was the only desire that makes me walk along as a dead corpse. As my early morning sleep was disturbed, I lounged on my easy chair. The roaring rain of the night had lessened a bit, it appeared. Nowadays, I do not like getting wet in the rain. If I lie down, there is no one to look after me and the despair of lone

  Those Eighteen Days…...! Kuru Aravinthan 1.         Wild Boars.   Saturday, 23 rd June, the morning sky was clear. As it was a school holiday, as usual, they took their cycles and proceeded towards the house of their football coach after saying “Bye” to their parents. Though they were small, they enjoyed playing football. Every child has a preference for a sport. These children loved football. As they reached the house of their coach, they saw Thaama, his sister standing at the gate. “Aunty, we are ready, is uncle ready?” asked Doam. He was the leader of this group. Whenever she saw these energetic children, she looked back on her past when she too was a footballer. After marriage, family responsibilities made her take the side-line. Her brother Chantawong, due to his prowess in the game had become the coach for these children. Due to family pressurehe had become a Buddhist Monk in his childhood but later gave it up and became a football coach. When Chantawong was leaving,