Kudirithe Kappu Coffee

It is not when together, but unable to be separate from each other is love.

KUDIRITHE CUP COFFEE

Oh no, come on keep it. Come on, switch it on dear.

You know, how great twist I missed because of you?

Come on mom, do not over react. It was the same twist even a week back when I ran away.

Remove those shoes and keep in the rack.

Ok!

What son, you came back so fast?

Tomorrow is the birthday of Ravi dad.

Oh! Where is your trip this time? - Rajasthan!

Wow, nice place! - Yes

I will not serve you unless you take a bath and come.

Mom, I am hungry.

Wash your hands at least and come. - Ok

He now remembered me and my food.

Wow roties!

How if you keep on wandering places with no plans of career and no fear about future?

Why so much tension mom? Should I take a job and take care of you urgently or what?

Not needed, you leave the house and go if you do not like anything.

And we feeling tensed, you coming back again!

Instead of this why do you not work on something seriously in life?

Oh no!

Look at dad, mom! We will not come into his mind even for a second, when he is in research work.

I too am thinking to connect in something similarly.

But, till now I am not liking anything for connecting and to work.

If I sit idle saying not to cook unless I get connected, you will starve.

Some will not connect in life, son. You have to get habituated.

You leaving home was not connected to us in the beginning.

But, have we not get habituated to that? When would you change dear?

Strange fate! You will miss that serial.

Giri! Will you use TV as remote to mute me?

Oh no, as you would miss the serial…

Not diverting me, but guide him.

Guidance is not needed for him, but for you.

It is best to send him to Praveen.

Tell dude!

Sir, your friend has attempted suicide here.

Where are you speaking from?

Ravi!

Something...

What is this world seeing and what is it doing by observing?

Is there any answer when questioned or not?

Has the meaning of love ending youth betting on the life or not?

Something

If you run thinking wind flow as the direction

If you mistake poison as the holy drink

Will the flow not go and mix up going waste into the sea?

Is the whole life not into full of tears?

Love is the name of madness taking swing ride by hanging

Love is the name sigh frying always into a fire

Will it say so or think so?

Why have done so dude?

Do not feel bad dude. I am very happy dieing for love.

Say that you are dieing unable to bear failure, I will believe.

Your father is a poor man suffering badly for your education.

Did you never feel like to die for your father?

Or at least for your mother?

Have you not remembered any of these?

For some bloody stranger girl! Bloody!

We can say about love to the guy in love. You will not understand that.

Not required! I do not need to understand.

I have no need to know about love that kills a human while alive.

Ravi, hey Ravi!

What is this? Do not play with love. Do you understand?

Love kills! Love would kill.

It would have been better if Ravi was there, dude. That kick is gone. No!

He is super, one should have guts to really die.

He is a hero dude.

As you make those heroes dieing for something, these many are dieing so.

He dieing unable to achieve is not a hero. But the one achieving being alive is the hero.

Can you not live without the love of girls? Can you not live?

Have you loved any one, dude?

Love once, then you will know why Ravi has died.

I will not love. I do not need the love killing a human.

I will not love anyone in my life.

Like a start-up and welcoming a sweet dream

Where are your eyes seeing, let us too know that

Like to build a border for the coming up festival

Something is hidden in your fist, dear beauty

Like a start-up and welcoming a sweet dream

Where are your eyes seeing, let us too know that

Like to build a border for the coming up festival

Something is hidden in your fist, dear beauty

Shower of jasmines and the voice is like tune of sitar

Well shaped beauty like the edges of the sky

You are like the drink to tranquilise heart in sweet thoughts

Does your walk belong to you, have you ever observed?

Countless are the lives gone falling under your soft feet

You do not observe at all about what happens behind you

Many are the sleepless looks poking your back like thorns

Birthplace of beauty and second name to the cuteness

Do you at least know this about you?

Those having your fragrance turns into poetry of Galib

Those touching your finger turn into sitar

How to identify whether you are a poetry, lady or what else?

What happens trying to count the number of stars?

Tie wings to your heart to fly in the stars

When would it come asking for its light?

Do not drive away sleep by seeing the dark night

Tie the thread of moonlight to snatch in the day

Like to come immediately to say is present

Till then stop the anxiety and let it to sleep

Sleep happily my queen, why to be awake?

What are you, a lady, deer or a beautiful plant, dear beauty?

It would be so great, right? - Give please.

Serious, daily candle light dinner, vacations and all.

Lasya, need to speak with you. - Ok

In personal!

You guys think, girls are very dumb, right?

But we easily find out those looks.

Do you think, I am trying to flirt with you?

Line or circle, you tell me.

Oh no!

Crazy girl! Listen calmly to what he is speaking.

Oh no, stupid!

Hey Rohit!

I am sorry, say what are your feelings?

I am the son of an MLA and my parents would not object whomever I wish to marry.

We have a bungalow in Delhi and soon I am going to be the owner of a five star hotel.

Above all, I have love over you. So…

You are a Prince boss. You are a dream boy for any girl.

But I have a dream. I have to change our coffee shop in the hill station into a famous resort.

And that is my first priority.

Will you give me your mobile once? Please!

I know your number and will not disturb by calling you.

This is my number and you call me yourself.

Hey, why have you written plan Z?

You have many plans A, B, C, D, E and F, right?

If all plans fail, I am your plan Z. Call me.

Who else would you find a better person than Rohit?

You are always into plans and plans.

Say immediately, what you would be doing same time after five years at this very moment?

In my beautiful resort, I would stay lifelong happily with my loving husband there itself.

After that, there will not be anything like my plans. All would be of his.

I have a doubt. Why would your husband come to your place?

Instead you should be going to his place after marriage, right?

No way! I will neither leave that place nor my grandmother.

Thus, I need to catch hold of investors as soon as possible.

Yes, has your uncle still not come back from Mumbai?

I said will introduce once he is back, right?

It would be good if he is back soon.

Do we have a coffee shop? - Yes

Dakshinagiri means Karnataka border, right?

Yes, a beautiful hill station. I studied there from my convent till college.

Not just education, but I learnt about character and life too. And mainly Malathi teacher!

I liked that coffee shop so much that I used to sit on the steps, once the College was done.

I thought to settle there itself, after my retirement and thus I took that coffee shop.

But, when I went for buying that, I came to know a sad news.

Son and daughter in law of Malathi teacher died in an accident leaving behind a year old daughter.

I felt her need then was more important than the luxury long after my retirement.

I gave her that coffee shop with a feeling that it would be an income source for her.

She does not like taking help from others.

Thus I said her small lie that the coffee shop belonged to her son.

Now she came to know that it was mine and wrote me a letter asking to take it back.

I am worried about her.

What are you thinking to do then?

It would be good if you go there to help her, son.

Dad, are you sending me there to engage me in anything as such?

Leave it dear, I would think of something else myself.

Do not worry dad, I will go to Dakshinagiri.

It is been many days since I had been for a bike ride.

Venu, do not say that you are my son.

There is a friend of mine named Rajarao, he knows it all.

You meet him. - Ok.

You do not tell anyone that coffee shop belongs to Giridhar.

I will not tell anyone that you are son of Giridhar.

Bloody, life itself has become a secret locker.

Look Haribabu, keep these files in my table and lock. But do not tell anyone.

What if accountant asks?

Say nobody knows. - Ok

What is the problem of Malathi teacher?

Decent lodge owner, Mohan is the most indecent fellow in Dakshinagiri.

He daily keeps praying to the photos of two Gods.

Just a few days back, another photo added up alongside those two photos.

God, see to that this garland falls in the neck of that old lady soon.

Oh no, four rooms are vacant. That means 2000 each and a total of 8000 loss.

Yes Rajarao sir, have you said Malathi teacher about my scheme?

About the scheme right? - Yes.

I have still not said.

I am a guy who waits for a flower from a plant and fruit from a tree.

What about knife when having a fruit?

No, you know that I do not believe any do not give debts to any.

But I believed Malathi teacher and even gave her a debt.

I like the old ladies a lot. - Son!

What is begging at this age, bloody? Added, your age is too high and it is also bad. Go!

Rajarao sir, I thought of a decent retirement scheme.

Hail to Lord Sainath! - Greetings!

That is…

I am not such a great person to be donating to God.

Every idiot takes the name of God loots money. Get out bloody!

You and your bloody looks!

There is a fantastic room up with attached bathroom, new rally fan and colourful curtains.

A big bed with free food along with egg too. Power is permanent and no rent too.

All my plans are decent so and are lifelong too.

Still, how long would she lives sir, poor lady?

Who is this boy? Is he new here?

There is a youth room in. Nobody knows taking beer or flirting in it.

No problem if they get their material or we would supply if needed.

I have a great scheme to give a kick. Shall I say?

Do not tell anyone.