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Ai'me

Last day Narayanan(Nikhil)one of my cronies, asked me to write about Ai'me. Like he said it is the feeling that mattered while you are writing about a person and not the content. So I‘m taking the courage to write about her. Back in the college days there were people we secretly admired. But we didn’t let it go beyond us. She was one such person we admired.



When attendance shortage forbids you to be out wandering in the college premises, you could have a single alternative for time killing, keep enjoying the resources available. We electronics students are considered to be most unlucky, so troubled with severe shortage of beauties we could call our own. We had to depend a lot on Civil, Electrical even CS departments to compensate for our terrible loss. So when being made to confine in the class you got to make yourself satisfied with whatever grace luck bestow upon you. That's how we started looking Ai'mie.

During earlier days in the college it was Chérie. She was cute, like a Barbie doll. But when time went on, and got aged it the process, we went ahead looking out for other beauties.  And a further quest ended with Ai'mie and stayed there for a while. After seeing her we thought why the hell did we miss her all this time. She was peculiar in many ways. Be it her anger or the way she talks everything had its own natural beauty. When ever I tried to remember her after I left my college days a single frame kept popping up ahead of all the others. Ai'mie wearing a red salwar. She always looked stunningly beautiful in that.

In the act of watching a girl that extends from ogling to worship, I would put Nikks somewhere in the upper class close to divine admiration. It’s not that we miss her among us. But missing her presence. Whatever we wanted to say about her has been made into a song by someone, so I (for me and on behalf of Nikhil) dedicate this song for her.


Nenjukkul Peithidum Mamazhai

Neerukkul Mulkidum Thamarai

Saikintru Maruthu Vanilai

Pennei Unmel Pizhai

Nillamal Veesidum Peralai

Nenjukkul Neenthidum tharakai

Ponvannam Soodiya Karigai

Pennei Nee Kanchanai


Oh Aim'ie Ai'mei Oh Ai'mie

En Uyire Uyire Neeyenthi.


All the names mentioned here are purely imaginary(Hope I didn't leave much clues behind!). if you find resemblances with any person in particular that is just a coincidence and I dare say it is just because you tried to picturize someone else(whom you have been secretly admiring) instead of "Ai'mie".

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