Small Story 311.

Small Story 311 Mysore Encounter – A Lost Connection Rekindled" Ravi was overjoyed when he received his appointment letter from a reputed engineering construction company. He had been assigned to oversee a project in Mysore — the very city where he had studied engineering. This opportunity was the result of his hard work, merit, and strong credentials. The memories of his college days came rushing back, especially those of his close friend Nandhini. Their bond during those years was special, and he often reminisced about her warmth and companionship. His father, Chander, was proud that Ravi had secured a three-year project with excellent perks. His mother, Kothai, began planning a visit to Mysore and other nearby tourist spots once Ravi got settled. Fifteen days later, Ravi reached Mysore and reported to the project site. After an introduction to the chief engineer, he was allotted an independent accommodation near Yadavagiri — a serene and upscale locality. Pleased with the arrangements, he collected his baggage from the hotel and moved into his new home. As he unpacked, his thoughts drifted to Nandhini. He had lost her phone number, but he still had her email ID. He sat down to write to her when he was interrupted. “Excuse me, sir. My ball came into your front yard. Can I take it?” A polite voice greeted him. It was a boy, around 14 years old. Ravi smiled and said, “Of course. What’s your name?” “Rajesh, sir. I’m studying in 9th standard.” Just then, a familiar voice called out from the neighboring house, “Rajesh! What are you doing?” Ravi turned — and to his astonishment, it was Nandhini! She, too, was stunned and overjoyed to see her old friend. She warmly invited him over. Ravi quickly locked his house and stepped into hers. It was beautifully decorated, a reflection of Nandhini’s taste. She offered him tea and biscuits, and they sat down, reminiscing about their college days. Soon, her parents returned from the temple, and she introduced Ravi to them. They welcomed him graciously. Nandhini confessed she had missed him dearly and often thought about their past. Ravi felt a pang of guilt for not mailing her earlier. “Your name always reminded me of Karnataka Milk Products,” he joked gently. “It’s unforgettable.” She smiled, “I know, my dear. I, too, wanted to write to you, but I accidentally deleted your email ID.” It turned out that both of them had lost touch due to the same reason — lost numbers and deleted contacts. Fate, however, had other plans. A few days later, with the blessings and consent of both families, their wedding was fixed. Two months down the line, their marriage was celebrated grandly in Mysore, attended by old friends and professors from JC Engineering College. The most heartwarming and humorous part of it all? Two college crushes, separated by time and technology mishaps, were reunited — not by emails or messages, but by a lost cricket ball by Nandhini's cousin and a stroke of destiny. K.Ragavan 19-7-25