Love Whispers by Kalai Selvi Arivalagan (reading books for 7 year olds TXT) 📖

seek game with them. Love dance

 

“Ma, I am leaving for work” Vel called his mother.

 

“Try to come early today” His mother replied from kitchen.

 

“Today I may come late. Don't wait for me” Vel kicked his pulsar and slid smoothly without waiting for his mother's reply.

 

“Hi” his friend greeted him with a smile.

 

“Hi, Vikram, what's up?”

 

“Something interesting, today we will be going on a chartered trip.”

 

“Hmm”   Both of them did not talk anything for a while. Whenever any chartered trips came to their wing, it was always Vel and Vikram who got the opportunity to go. It always served them better as the trips turned a memorable one for both of them.

 

“Where are we going today?” Vikram did not reply but started the Volvo after telling his usual prayers.

 

While returning from the trip, Vikram stopped for a while at a tourist bungalow on the way. Inside the premises of the tourist bungalow an eatery supplied very good elaichi tea with crispy vadas and bond as. Sometimes Vikram and Vel would go on a long ride just to relax. Vel always carried his camera with him so that he could capture moments of surprise on the way. Nature always surprised him with sudden rupture of beauty with colors.   While on duty he could not carry any valuables and during such times he used the camera in his mobile phone to capture perfect moments. Though it came handy, he loved to click pictures with his favorite camera.

 

Sipping the hot tea, Vel strolled along the entrance. Heavy bushes and trees lined the wall. A huge panneer pushpam tree stood at the corner near the gate. The fragrance of fresh panneer flowers filled the place. Panneer trees bloom at night enriching the air with their fragrance.  

 

Dusk has set in and the buds from flowering trees started to unfurl slowly letting out their divine smell. Teena walked along with some of her friends to the tree and started collecting the flowers that were strewn around. After collecting a bunch of flowers, they boarded the bus.

 

Teena took a flower and showed her friends how to play with it. Every one took a flower and started to play it like a flute.   The whole place filled with music that had different shades of tunes and rhythms.

 

“Stop” Teena screamed at her friends. “This is not the way to play it. So disgusting.”

 

“Hmm, girls throw it away.” Someone from the team commented. Without waiting for Teena, they crushed the flowers and threw them out.

 

Teena stared at her friends. “You all lack common sense.”

 

Vel placed the packet of panneer flowers on the dashboard. The sweet fragrance of the flowers filled the space across the bus.

 

Tired all the girls in the bus dozed off. For a while there was complete silence in the bus. Teena felt an itching sensation on her right arm and scratched to let it go away. But it didn't go away. It slowly started to spread and she could see swollen red patches on her right hand.

 

“What happened” Teena wondered.

 

She sprinkled water on the red patches and tried to cool off the itching sensation. But it didn't stop. Teena felt uneasy as it made her restless. She started to scratch violently.

 

Reeya helped her to sprinkle talcum powder on the itching areas.

 

“Oh, my god. What happened to me?” Teena wondered. She tried to recollect what she did while roaming around the trees in the tourist bungalow.

 

Reeya browsed with her handset and found related information about the itching sensation. Now she remembered the patch of caterpillars on the panneer tree. She then helped Teena to apply lactocalamine lotion on the swollen patches. It gave relief for sometime but it started once again.

 

The caterpillar is not known for stinging as a rule, but there are some species that do. When you are stung by a caterpillar, the reaction can range from mild tingling, to a severe allergic reaction. A rash will almost always break out at the area of contact with the caterpillar, and it is very important to know how to treat the area. This article will tell you what to do. 1. Utilize some masking tape or other adhesive tape to lift any embedded hairs or bristles from the caterpillar before washing. Just apply the tape over the area, and when you remove the tape, you will remove the hairs.

 

Wash the affected area very well with regular soap and water. This will help to eliminate any remaining venom from the caterpillar. Ice the area down well, as this will aid with swelling and pain. If the swelling persists, then contact a physician immediately as this could be a serious allergic reaction. Take some over the counter allergy medicine to help with the allergic reactions. Anything that you might take for a bee sting will usually work well with a caterpillar sting. Technically, a caterpillar does not sting as it does not have a stinger. It actually delivers venom through the hairs and spines on its body. Resist the urge to itch the affected area as this will further irritate the reaction. If you cannot keep from itching, then ask your doctor about solutions via a prescription. There are a number of products that can help with the itching.

Read more : http://www.ehow.com/how_4474728_treat-caterpillar-sting.html

                                 

“Can you please check the First Aid box for Avil?” Reeya requested Vel.

 

Luckily he could find a strip of Avil in the first aid box. He gave her the strip. The tablet relieved her from the itching sensation and the swollen patches stopped to spread further. This spoiled the joyous mood of the trip. No one sang or danced on their return.

 

“Girls, let us sing some songs and make this trip a memorable one” Teena broke the silence.

 

“We are ready.” Everyone replied in a chorus. Till the bus entered Chennai, they all had fun singing and dancing on the floor of the bus.

 

After reaching home, Vel took the panneer flowers and placed them on the shelf. The fragrance of the flowers spread across the room and the peeping moonlight added grace to the space.

 

Vel remembered how Swetha, his sister loved those flowers. In his native town, every house had a panneer tree. When they all bloomed the perfume lingered strong on the breeze that blew all through the night. He will pluck fresh flowers from the tree and Swetha would always make beautiful garlands. When she could not make garlands, Vel would make big bouquets of the flowers and gave it to the priest at the Murugan temple. After Swetha got married and went to Lucknow, Vel slowly lost interest in collecting panneer flowers every day. He also moved to Chennai to work at the Metro Transport, and his link with panner flowers started to fade away slowly.

 

Now after a stretch of five years, he could grasp a bunch of his favorite flowers.

 

“Vel, where did you get these flowers?” His mother questioned.

 

“Out of Chennai”

 

“Yes, it must be out of Chennai only. Nowadays we rarely see any flowering trees within the city. Let me make a garland tomorrow.” With a smile she touched the flowers that made her also nostalgic.

 

“Do you know what happened today?” Serving food, his mother asked.

 

“What” his mother always started a conversation like that. And he knew finally where it would end. It always ended with her usual queries of his decision to get married.

 

“Do you still remember her?” the question shocked Vel.

 

“Hmm” without replying her he continued eating.

 

“How long should I wait?” With her eyes brimming with tears, she looked at him.

 

Vel did not want to make her feel broken-hearted.

 

“Give me some time”

 

“How long?” Without replying her, Vel washed his hand on the plate and got up.

 

Tight lipped, Vel walked to the door. Fresh night breeze hit on his face and spread a chill through him.    

 

Vel met Ramya at a flash mob event. One drizzling evening while everyone stood waiting for their buses to come, the flash mob team arrived at the bus terminus.

 

A long whistle set the motion. A group of young girls and boys took their position and they all started to dance.

 

For five minutes the place vibrated with music that made other young girls and boys to join the team. Someone pushed him from behind. Before he turned to see who pushed him, he was among the team of dancers. Initially he felt awkward to dance with his uniform but the tempo of the steps carried him further and he joined the rhythm of steps along with others.

 

Next day dawned with a surprise. A photo showing him dance along with the flash mob appeared in the front page of all newspapers. The video showing him dance along with the flash mob appeared in the news channels and brought him into the lime light.

 

“You are such a wonderful dancer” Vel blushed at the compliments he received from every one.

 

Till he left the terminus at night, Vel encountered with greetings from known and unknown people. Young girls who take the bus to their school or college pointed at him and giggled making direct comments at him. Now-a-days girls are not shy to tell what they think about their male members in the society. With education and the growing confidence, the girls never missed a chance to pass a remark if anyone caught their attention. Be it a girl or a boy, no one escape from their daring remarks.

 

“What a pose anna!” One bold girl remarked at him.

 

“Will you dance with us for our annual day function?”

 

“You dance so well. Are you a dancer?”

 

“Your movements are so graceful. You are a born dancer.” Vel kept smiling at the compliments and he simply nodded his head for all the questions asked.

 

After a tiring shift, along with Vikram he was returning home. There was no crowd in the bus and a very few passengers were there. Most of them returning from office dozed off peacefully in their seats enjoying the evening breeze from the sea.

 

“What made you dance like that man?” Vikram chuckled.

 

“You know I used to dance at college. I love to dance.”

 

“Yes. I know. How long it had been!!” Vikram started to think about their college days. At the local college, both of them studied in the same class and as they took History as their main subject, they enjoyed the college days to the maximum. Vel never missed a chance to participate in the competitions. He always emerged as the winner and everyone loved his dance.

 

“Will you participate in any channel program if you are asked?” Vikram shot the next question.

 

“Hi, what happened to you? You are making this one a very big issue.” Vel laughed at Vikram.

 

“Did you watch the girl who danced near you? Both of you make a good pair.” Vikram added.

 

Vel frowned. Without replying he looked at the moving vehicles. Even at 9 pm, Chennai traffic congested the road. Vikram stopped the bus at the next stop. To their surprise, Ramya boarded the bus.

 

Ramya sat at the window seat. She didn't remember Vel dancing along with her at the flash mob dance event. She asked for the ticket. Vel looked at Vikram. He smiled at him with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. After giving her the ticket, Vel moved to the front and stood near Vikram.

 

“Keep your mouth shut. If you talk anything now, it will be end