(A/N):
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Within an hour after the IPL auction ended, the peaceful street outside the Sivakumar household had transford completely.
News vans began arriving one after another.
Cara lights.
Boom mics.
Reporters speaking hurriedly before caras.
Even nearby neighbors had started gathering outside the gates curiously after hearing that Karuppu had been bought by Mumbai Indians for five crores.
At one point the security guards themselves looked overwheld trying to manage:
journalists,
caran,
local fans,
And random curious people who simply ca to "see IPL player once."
Inside the house, Lakshmi sighed helplessly looking outside the window.
-Sigh!
"Looks like election campaign."
anwhile Brindha was enjoying every second of the chaos.
"This is only trailer."
"After IPL full street will beco stadium. I can Bet..."
Initially, several channels individually requested interviews.
But instead of speaking separately to each dia house one after another,
Karuppu finally decided to address everyone together outside the house itself.
Mostly because it saved ti, avoided unnecessary confusion, and honestly he hated repeating the sa answer fifteen tis.
Soon the gate opened and Karuppu stepped outside casually wearing dark track pants, simple grey T-shirt, and slippers.
No "celebrity styling." No dramatic entry.
Still, the mont he appeared—Cara flashes exploded instantly.
"Karuppu sir!"
"Sir one reaction!"
"Sir here!"
The reporters quickly gathered around the temporary setup arranged near the entrance while microphones carrying logos of different channels nearly collided with each other.
Despite the noise, Karuppu remained surprisingly relaxed.
By now he had already gotten used to:
press conferences, cricket interviews, movie promotions, and public attention.
Still…
Tonight's atmosphere felt different.
Because for the first ti, both cinema and cricket dia had gathered together equally for him.
Usually they belonged to completely different worlds.
Now they were overlapping because of him.
One senior sports journalist began first.
"Karuppu, congratulations."
"You've beco one of the most expensive young Indian picks this season."
"How are you feeling right now?"
Karuppu smiled lightly before answering honestly.
"I'm very happy."
"Especially because Mumbai Indians is such a strong franchise."
Then after a brief pause he added sincerely.
"There are so many legendary players there. So honestly …I'm more excited to learn."
That answer imdiately earned approving nods from several senior journalists.
Because despite all the hype around him…
He still sounded grounded.
Another reporter imdiately jumped in.
"You were fought over by multiple franchises."
"Did you expect such a high bid?"
Karuppu shook his head imdiately.
"No chance. I expected maybe one team would take risk."
"Five crores itself still feels unreal."
Nearby, Brindha watching secretly from behind the gate whispered dramatically to Karthi:
"He's acting humble. It's not suiting him."
Karthi nearly laughed loudly hearing that.
"-Pfft!"
anwhile outside, another journalist asked the question many people genuinely wanted answered now.
"You're balancing both acting and cricket successfully."
"How exactly are you managing two careers together?"
For the first ti during the interview, Karuppu paused slightly before answering thoughtfully.
Because this wasn't a question he wanted to answer casually.
Finally he spoke slowly.
"For …"
"…both are two sides of the sa coin."
The reporters imdiately beca quieter listening.
Karuppu continued naturally.
"When I spend too much ti only in cinema… my mind starts becoming exhausted creatively."
"And when I spend too much ti only in cricket …ntally I start overthinking the ga."
He lightly rotated the microphone wire between his fingers while explaining.
"But when I shift between them… my brain feels fresh again."
"As actor, I return to cricket differently. As cricketer, I return to acting differently."
Then he smiled slightly.
"I feel like both careers stop from hitting bottleneck in the other."
That answer genuinely impressed many journalists present because it didn't sound rehearsed.
It sounded real.
Karuppu continued more casually now.
"Whenever I switch from actor mode to cricket mode…"
"…or cricket mode back to acting…"
"…I feel like I can look at things from third perspective."
"And honestly…"
"I think that's my biggest strength."
Several reporters quickly wrote that line down imdiately.
Then another entertainnt journalist asked the next major question.
"What's your next plan after IPL?"
"More films?"
"Or full cricket focus?"
Karuppu surprised many people with his answer.
"I'll be going to California."
That imdiately caused murmurs among reporters.
"...."
"...."
"...."
They were not expecting this answer.
He continued calmly.
"I'll be studying VFX."
Now even more caras shifted forward.
Because this was unexpected.
One reporter quickly followed up.
"VFX studies can take three to four years."
"Does that an you're taking break from cinema and cricket?"
Karuppu imdiately shook his head.
"No. Definitely not."
Then he explained properly.
"When my team needs …I'll co and give my best."
"As for films…"
"…one project already completed."
"One is midway."
"Another hasn't started shooting yet."
The reporters looked surprised hearing how casually he listed multiple projects while simultaneously preparing for IPL and overseas studies.
Karuppu shrugged lightly afterward.
"If ti allows…"
"…I may even do one more film during studies."
Then with a grin.
-Grin!
"But only if the script adjusts with ."
"Not adjusting with script."
That line made the reporters laugh.
Soon more questions ca rapidly:
about Mumbai Indians,
pressure,
balancing fa,
upcoming films,
and even rumors linking him with various actresses.
Naturally the journalists tried sneaking in gossip questions too.
One particularly brave reporter suddenly asked.
"Sir… cinema heroines already congratulating you ah?"
Imdiately several nearby reporters laughed loudly.
From inside the gate, Brindha nearly scread.
"ASK HIM ABOUT CONTACT LIST!"
Karuppu instantly pointed toward the house dramatically.
"See?"
"This is why peace is impossible."
Even the journalists burst out laughing.
"-Haha!!!"
The interview atmosphere beca much lighter afterward.
And sowhere in the middle of flashing caras, microphones, cricket discussions, cinema questions, and family chaos echoing from inside the gate…
Karuppu stood calmly balancing two rapidly growing worlds together.
Actor.
Cricketer.
Student.
Celebrity.
And sohow…
He still looked like sobody simply enjoying the madness one day at a ti.
After finishing the interview with Karuppu, the journalists naturally shifted their attention toward the rest of the Sivakumar family who had been standing nearby watching everything unfold.
And honestly…
The mont the microphones turned toward them, the atmosphere beca even more entertaining.
Because unlike carefully dia-trained celebrity families…
These people answered like an actual family.
Teasing each other.
Interrupting each other.
Exposing childhood stories shalessly.
Within minutes the serious cricket interview transford into full cody session.
One reporter smiled toward Sivakumar first.
"Sir…"
"How was Karuppu as child?"
The mont the question landed, even before Sivakumar answered, the entire family started laughing already.
That itself told the journalists everything.
Sivakumar shook his head dramatically before speaking.
"What to say…"
"I genuinely believe God collected all the mischief ant for my other children…"
"…and gave everything to my youngest son alone."
Imdiately loud laughter erupted around the gathering.
Even Karuppu standing nearby covered his face helplessly.
"...."
But Sivakumar continued now fully entering storytelling mode.
"You leave him alone for ten minutes …either one argunt will happen…"
"…or one new friendship will happen…"
"…or one dangerous idea will happen."
The reporters laughed while quickly noting down every line.
Because unlike rehearsed celebrity answers… These stories felt natural and alive.
Then Sivakumar's expression softened slightly.
"But even with all that…"
"…one thing about him never changed."
"He cannot tolerate injustice."
The atmosphere subtly shifted more serious now.
Sivakumar continued thoughtfully.
"If he sees sobody doing wrong …his brain stops working peacefully."
"He'll interfere sohow. Even if nobody asked him."
That line imdiately reminded several family mbers of many past incidents silently.
Especially the bar incident nobody officially discussed publicly.
Sivakumar sighed dramatically afterward.
-Sigh!
"So honestly…"
"…sotis I worry what will happen if so shady people cross paths with him."
Imdiately everyone nearby burst out laughing again seeing the exhausted father expression on his face.
Even the journalists laughed because the concern sounded painfully genuine.
anwhile Karuppu defended himself imdiately.
"Appa1 speaking like I'm local vigilante."
Karthi instantly replied.
"You are."
The reporters loved the sibling energy unfolding naturally before caras.
Soon another microphone turned toward Suriya.
"Anna1…"
"What do you think makes Karuppu special?"
Suriya paused for a mont before answering properly.
Because unlike the teasing answers earlier…
He wanted to say sothing genuine.
"People outside mostly see talent,"
He explained calmly.
"They'll call him naturally gifted. They'll say genius."
"But honestly… they don't see the work behind it."
The reporters beca quieter listening.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Suriya continued to explain.
"He trains seriously."
"Very seriously."
"Whether cricket or acting… he puts full effort into improving."
Then he looked toward Karuppu briefly.
"So I hope his hard work never gets buried under the word 'genius.'"
That answer actually affected the atmosphere slightly.
Because coming from an elder brother who had personally watched his journey…
The praise carried weight.
Nearby, Karuppu himself looked unexpectedly quieter hearing that.
"...."
Soon the journalists turned toward Karthi next.
Imdiately Karthi grinned already rembering sothing.
"This fellow…"
"I used to drop him at cricket grounds sotis."
Then he laughed suddenly.
"-Haha!!!"
"One mory still stuck in my head."
The reporters leaned in interested.
"He was still younger than many boys there… but sohow he used to sledge players older than him."
The journalists burst out laughing imdiately.
Even Karuppu looked offended now.
"Adei1!"
"That is strategic pressure."
Karthi ignored him completely.
"One senior boy got angry once and asked him…
'Why are you talking so much?'
And this idiot replied…"
Karthi paused dramatically while laughing harder already.
"'Because you're bowling slow enough for the stupid conversation to take place.'"
The entire dia gathering exploded laughing.
Even the caran struggled holding steady shots.
Karuppu anwhile stood there looking shalessly proud of the mory.
"...."
Finally the microphone reached Brindha.
The mont she got attention, everyone already knew disaster was coming.
Brindha folded her arms dramatically first.
"You want honest answer ah?"
Imdiately Karuppu pointed at her warningly.
"Careful."
She ignored him completely as if he don't exist.
"He can be VERY irritating. When he enters his own rhythm …entire house loses peace."
Lakshmi laughed helplessly nearby because that statent was painfully accurate.
Brindha continued enthusiastically now.
"He'll suddenly start singing loudly midnight."
"Or randomly imitate people."
"Or steal food from others' plates while acting innocent."
The reporters laughed continuously while Karuppu protested beside her.
"All lies."
"Political conspiracy."
But then Brindha's expression softened slightly too.
"Still… he's dependable."
That line imdiately quietened things slightly again.
"If sothing happens… he'll always show up first."
"Even before asking details."
The sincerity in her voice made the family smile softly.
Because despite all the teasing… Everyone there knew it was true.
Soon Lakshmi too got dragged into answering questions.
Mostly embarrassing childhood food stories.
Which naturally caused further chaos.
Lakshimi avoided the press since she never did it.
The journalists didn't press her further since they had already gotten a good amount of content.
At one point the entire interview had completely drifted away from IPL discussion and transford into family storytelling session under flashing dia lights.
And honestly…
The journalists themselves enjoyed it.
Because for once this didn't feel like polished celebrity PR interaction.
It felt like standing outside a real family house listening to siblings expose each other happily.
anwhile Karuppu stood there in the middle of all the teasing chaos:
future IPL player,
rising actor,
dia sensation,
yet sohow still getting publicly bullied by his own family like ordinary younger brother.
And judging from the reporters laughing uncontrollably… That normalness itself made people like him even more.
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