To Love Or Not To Love by Yalzzz at Inkitt

Story Notes

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The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

Book Cover: Image from pinterest.

Summary

*** Story is written in English, and translations are provided if needed *** Kayalvizhi is a young woman from a village where farming is the most significant source of income. Her world is full of the day-to-day tasks, and she has little time to think of anything else. That all changed when she "met" him. Kayalvizhi exudes an aura of beauty and innocence that should have tempted him, right? Unfortunately, she must embark on a journey to break down the walls surrounding his heart, even if it means pushing through her innocence to become a temptress. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "The more you try, the more you'll burn in the end, Kayal. You'll turn into ashes and dissipate into the wind. Can you handle the consequences then?" He pulls away and a chill goes down my spine at the sudden loss of his warmth. Without another word, he packs his things as I watch, frozen in place. When he leaves, he doesn't turn around to look back at me. As I watch his form fade in the distance, a lone tear slips out of my eye, slowly caressing my cheek before falling onto the earth below, disappearing into its depths.

Genre: Romance

Author: Yalzzz

Status: Ongoing

Chapters: 37

Rating: 5.0 2 reviews

Age Rating: 18+

Dedication

To those who find love in simplicity,

With the wilderness as witness.

Those who find love in dipping their feet in water,

And basking in the burning sun.

The ones who love their mother tongue,

Take pride in their culture,

And those who dive deep into their history.

To those searching for love,

And find them in unexpected places.

Those who crave for someone to hold them tight,

And promise to never let them go.

To the ones who believe in loving someone in every life,

And the ones who think of who they loved in their past.

To the ones who love even when it hurts,

And the ones who love when it’s gentle.

To the ones who roam aimlessly and find that person who grounds them,

And to those who wait patiently for the right one to stop.

To those who believe in the universe,

Fate,

And that somewhere, their soulmate is waiting as well.

To the ones who cry themselves to sleep, wanting to experience such a love,

And those who dream at night, of a love so great,

Causing their heart to ache.

This, is for you.

This story is for those who believe deep in their heart that they will find such a love as the ones they read about in fictional worlds. The ones who crave for someone to see and love them for who they are.

This story is for those who were taught to overlook or are part of the group that forgot traditional and ancient aspects of their identity. While this story doesn’t capture everything, it reminds you that there’s more to who we are than what we learn.

This story is for those who enjoy reading stories about villages and the little practices they come with, admiring the differences and similarities. While most is fictional, some aspects reflect reality.

This story is not perfect. It has its flaws. But the intent is real. This may not be the story you expect, and it may not be a part of who you are. However, this story is a part of me. It is a part of my identity. It is a part of my culture. It attempts to capture the complexities, broadness, and the intricacies of Thamizh culture, identity, and history (with a sprinkle of Keralam) without being overbearing.