Fragrance

Dear Saras,

Thanks a million for your FB...

Originally Posted by Saraswathipv

Dear Oviya,

I am dumbstruck....!!!!!!!!!

I am loss of words to express, what I feel now after reading this post of yours.

You gave fleeting moments of happiness to a soul that was looked down and deserted by many..............first time in all innocence and later when you knew all about her.
Beautiful narration dear.

Bye

Hi Oviya
I have no words to express. You have put behind your Sripa in writting. I always found his stories full of emotion and love in them.
But this write up is so touchy and beautifully expressed.............
There is so much of talent hidden in you which is coming out slowly..........
The poem is very nice and well said, after crushing the rose under his feet he will tell i have not done the sin of crushing it.......
Keep it up Dearie

Varalotti you have a tough competitor with you in writting, your dear DD

Dear Oviya,

Excellent Writing....., i was choked with all kinds of Emotions... u have been spreading so much frgrance in IL thru ur all kinds of Writing...!

Good job Dear.... i m very proud of u my dear Friend.

Cheers
vaidehi

Hi Oviya,

A very touching and beautifully written story. looking forward to more such from you..

My Dear Sripa,

Thank you!

என்ன தவம் செய்தேன்!

தந்தை தன் மகளை உச்சி முகரலாம், உள்ளங்கையில் தாங்கலாம், சல்யூட் அடிக்கலாமா?

ஆண்டவன் தனக்கு சேவகம் செய்ததை அறிய நேரும்போது அடியார்களுக்கு ஏற்படும் பதட்டம் தான் மிஞ்சுகிறது.

நீங்கள் என் தந்தை மட்டுமல்லர். குருவும்.

குடும்பத்தோடு காலடி பணிகிறேன். ஆசீர்வதியுங்கள்.

Love,
Your dear DD.

Originally Posted by varalotti

My Dear DD,
For the first time in my three years stay in IL you made me speechless, wordless and full of emotions. What a write-up, my dear child!
It's one of the most poignant pieces I have read so far. And you are one of the finest writers in IL.
You are now seeing your Dad saluting to your writing talents.
May you live to be a hundred and much more, my dear child!
Love,
Your SriPa

Dear Moonbeams,

Thanks...

Actually, you have expressed your deep feelings thru your concerns.

Irony; she was taken care of after death.

Originally Posted by Moonbeams

Dear Oviya,
A lovely write up..can find no words to express my emotions..Why does Almighty test His Devotees with so much pain.A rich man's daughter and See her death.. She could have atleast lived peacefully and happily with her Husband.If god wanted He could have avoided her body being Rotted..Atleast He could have given her a Peaceful Death..Atleast at last she could have been peaceful.What did the villagers do with her body..was she also thrown in the river..

Regards Moonbeams..

Dear Oviya,

Exellent write up.Enjoyed every bit of narration.I could smell the fragrance through your narration.

Dear Buddy Mindi,

Thanks so much for your valuable FB...

Originally Posted by Mindian

dear oviya,
an awesome write-up...i could picture each and every scene ...even imagine the fragrance..very very touching dear friend .....u surely made a difference in her life and this piece surely deserves a nomination...
love
Mindi

Thanks a lot for the FB...

Their life is so sad, Shanvy...

Originally Posted by Shanvy

Oviya,

The fragrance of love is stronger here.

A beautiful write up showcasing all your feelings and everything.

Somehow as I read yours, it reminded me of a lady who used to stay in our street end, a very beautiful lady, who had two younger sisters and two brothers and her struggle to support them and who was soon thrown out of the street by the rest owing to her profession.

I really am bowled by the poem. and the lady has answered lot of questions with just showing u that isn't it...

Well written, want to write more maybe will come back later....

Dear Padma Aunty,

Thanks much for the lovely FB...

Originally Posted by padmasrinivas

Dear Oviya,

This was truly a flesh-and-blood OVIYUM.

Brought to mind a short story by the famous French writer Maupassant 'Boule de suif' (we did an in-depth study of this novellette in the French Master's programme).

Need some time to bring my mind under control to express my sentiments,

BRAVO!

Padma