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Just as Lalchand Rajput had inford earlier, the next morning a few representatives from the Mumbai Indians managent team arrived at the Sivakumar household.
By now the security outside the house had beco used to unexpected visitors:
journalists,
assistant directors,
cricket officials,
courier deliveries,
And random fans pretending they ca "just to see the street."
Still, seeing official Mumbai Indians representatives arrive in formal attire carrying files and docunt folders made the whole thing suddenly feel even more real.
Inside the hall, Lakshmi imdiately shifted into full hospitality mode.
Coffee appeared within minutes.
Snacks too.
Because no matter how big the visitors were…
Inside this house, guests first beca people who needed feeding.
anwhile Karuppu arrived downstairs wearing loose shorts and training T-shirt after finishing morning workout.
The managent representatives greeted him politely before beginning the formalities.
Passports.
Identity verification.
Travel confirmations.
Ergency contact details.
Visa paperwork.
Everything had to be processed quickly now because the tournant relocation to South Africa had thrown all franchises into sudden logistical chaos.
One of the officials explained while arranging docunts carefully on the table.
"The visas are being fast-tracked through managent coordination."
"We'll return the passport once everything clears."
Karuppu nodded casually while signing where needed.
Nearby, Brindha quietly stared at the passport being handed away dramatically.
"Once passport goes… full foreign trip transformation starts."
Karuppu imdiately pointed toward her warningly.
"You touch my luggage …I'll report to immigration."
The Mumbai Indians staff themselves laughed hearing the siblings argue like children while discussing international travel.
Soon the representatives also inford him about the updated travel plan.
In approximately two days players, coaching staff, support staff, analysts, and managent mbers would leave together toward South Africa.
And not through normal comrcial arrangents either.
The Ambani family's private aircraft had been organized for the franchise movent.
Even hearing it spoken aloud sounded surreal.
Travelling in a Private aircraft. To South Africa.
To play IPL.
It still felt strange how rapidly life kept escalating around him.
The officials further explained seeing his excitent how so foreign players would directly join in South Africa,
While a few currently training in Mumbai would travel alongside the Indian core group.
Training schedules after arrival would begin almost imdiately because the relocation had already compressed preparation tilines heavily.
After another half hour of docuntation and formal discussions, the Mumbai Indians staff finally stood up preparing to leave.
Before leaving, one senior representative smiled toward Karuppu.
"Enjoy these two days properly."
"After camp starts… peace over."
Karuppu laughed hearing their advice.
"-Haha!!!"
"Already hearing horror background music."
Soon after they left, the house slowly returned to normal rhythm again.
And surprisingly…
For the first ti in few months, Karuppu actually had a small pocket of free ti.
No imdiate shooting. No press conferences.
No dubbing schedules. No travel for two whole days.
Naturally, he spent most of that ti exactly where he felt most relaxed:
With his family and friends.
Soon Mahendran and Darshan arrived again at the house like permanent unpaid residents.
The three of them imdiately returned to behaving like schoolboys despite everything happening around Karuppu now.
IPL player? Movie star? Five-crore contract?
Nah for them he was their best friend before all that.
None of that mattered once these three gathered together.
Inside the house cushions got thrown, snacks got stolen, old stories got exaggerated, and nonstop trolling continued for hours.
At one point Darshan dramatically inspected Karuppu's arms while saying.
"Now IPL ans you'll stop talking to local people ah?"
Karuppu instantly replied with a teasing tone to irritate his friends.
"Yes."
"Now only international nonsense. I heard South Africa as beautiful Angles."
Mahendran imdiately added.
"Tomorrow he'll ask us to show our passport before entering room."
Even Lakshmi watching nearby laughed seeing the chaos.
anwhile Karthi occasionally joined the trolling whenever he crossed the hall.
Especially after discovering Mumbai Indians planned to fly the team through private aircraft.
"Dei… Don't forget us after sitting private aircraft."
Karuppu imdiately replied sending a jab.
"I'll wave from sky. You will be looking up to ."
Outside anwhile, Chennai weather remained pleasantly cloudy after the previous night's rain.
And sowhere beneath all the joking and chaos…
A strange excitent slowly built inside Karuppu.
Because this wasn't U-19 cricket anymore.
This was different entirely.
International stars will be playing alongside him.
Massive crowds. World-level attention.
And sowhere in South Africa waiting ahead were players he himself had watched on television growing up.
Yet strangely… Instead of fear… He mostly felt curiosity.
Late that evening while sitting on the terrace with:
Darshan, Mahendran, tea glasses, and plates filled with bajji,
the conversation slowly shifted toward the upcoming IPL again.
Mahendran suddenly asked seriously:
"Machan1… Nervous ah?"
For once, Karuppu actually thought about the question properly.
Then he leaned back looking at the cloudy Chennai sky.
"A little."
Then a grin slowly appeared on his face.
-Grin!
"But mostly excited."
Because deep down…
Another challenge had already begun calling him forward again.
And in just two days—That journey would officially begin from Mumbai toward South Africa.
Two days later, the atmosphere at the Mumbai airport carried a strange mixture of excitent and emotional heaviness for Karuppu.
This was not just another dostic trip.
Not another movie shooting schedule.
Not another cricket camp.
This was his first journey as an official Mumbai Indians player toward an international tournant environnt.
And sowhere deep inside…
Even he could feel that another phase of his life was beginning.
After Two Days...
Mumbai Airport...
Outside the departure entrance, the Sivakumar family had gathered along with Darshan, Mahendran, and a few close well-wishers.
The morning airport atmosphere itself buzzed loudly with trolley wheels rolling, announcents echoing overhead, security whistles, passengers rushing everywhere,
And occasional cara flashes from journalists who had already gotten information about IPL players departing today.
Despite all that noise, the small circle around Karuppu sohow felt personal and warm.
He stood there casually in his Mumbai Indians training jacket, track pants, sports shoes, and a backpack hanging over one shoulder.
The blue franchise colors themselves sohow made everything feel more real now.
anwhile Jyothika stepped forward carrying a small box.
"I almost forgot,"
She said with a smile.
Opening it, she revealed a sleek wristwatch.
"Gift. For South Africa."
Karuppu blinked slightly surprised before taking it carefully.
"...."
The watch looked elegant yet sporty.
Perfect for him honestly.
"Anni1… This looks expensive."
Imdiately Jyothika replied with a warm smile.
"That ans don't lose it."
Nearby everyone laughed softly.
Karuppu quickly wore the watch imdiately itself while thanking her properly.
Then ca Suriya.
Unlike the teasing atmosphere earlier at ho, Suriya simply pulled him into a tight hug for a few quiet seconds.
No dramatic speech. No advice overload.
Just genuine pride of a older brother.
Then softly near his ear he muttered.
"Play fearlessly."
Karuppu nodded once silently.
-Nod!
Nearby, Karthi imdiately ruined the emotional atmosphere by speaking loudly.
"And don't flirt and get trapped there."
Instantly Brindha burst laughing.
"Too late for that warning."
Karuppu pointed toward both of them helplessly.
"You people are enemy agents. I heard there were angles roaming around South Africa."
Hearing it both Karthi and Brinda rolled their eyes. Still in the little brain of their brother's he still thinks about won.
Even Lakshmi laughed despite her eyes carrying visible emotion.
Like every mother sending her child abroad for the first ti properly…
Her heart clearly felt restless despite her smile.
Before he could escape,
She adjusted his collar once more unnecessarily and asked the most important mother-question in history.
"You'll eat properly right?"
Karuppu smiled softly.
"Yes ma1."
Sivakumar anwhile stood calr than the others.
"...."
But his eyes clearly revealed how proud he felt watching his youngest son, wearing IPL training colors, preparing to leave India representing one of the biggest franchises in world cricket.
He placed a hand on Karuppu's shoulder.
"Enjoy the experience."
"Learn everything you can from those seniors. And stay grounded before them. Don't act like how you always do."
Karuppu nodded seriously hearing that.
-Nod!
Soon he moved toward his friends.
Darshan hugged him first aggressively enough to nearly crush his shoulder.
"Machan1… Don't forget local boys after becoming international celebrity."
Mahendran imdiately added.
"If you hit six …look toward cara once. That what Ganguly would do always."
Karuppu laughed loudly hearing them.
"-Haha!!!"
Then Darshan suddenly spoke more seriously.
"If visa and tickets work out… we'll definitely co to South Africa."
" and Mahendran both."
Imdiately Mahendran nodded enthusiastically.
-Nod!
"We'll scream from stands like maniacs."
Karuppu smirked hearing them.
"You already do that in Chennai itself. I would give them both special edition autograph of his."
Still…
Hearing that genuinely made him happy.
Because no matter how much life changed around him…
These friendships still remained exactly the sa.
Soon the boarding timing slowly approached.
Airport announcents echoed overhead again.
The Mumbai Indians managent had already inford players to complete security clearance early because the franchise group departure involved:
players, coaching staff, analysts, physiotherapists, and support crew together.
Finally Karuppu adjusted his backpack properly and stepped backward slowly while looking once at everyone gathered there.
For a brief second, the noisy airport around him faded slightly inside his mind.
His family.
His friends.
People who stood beside him before with fa, IPL contracts, movies, or dia attention.
Then with a small grin, he raised his hand and waved once.
-Grin!
"Okay…"
"South Africa calling its hero."
Imdiately Brindha shouted dramatically like a chocolate maniac.
"Bring chocolates!"
Karthi added standing besides her.
"Bring trophy!"
Darshan scread putting a hand on Karuppu's shoulder.
"Bring foreign perfus!"
The whole group burst out laughing again.
Still smiling, Karuppu finally turned and walked toward the security entrance.
The mont he crossed the glass checkpoint area, the atmosphere naturally changed.
Now inside Mumbai Indians officials, luggage staff, franchise coordinators, and several players were already waiting near the private boarding section.
Not specifically for him.
They were waiting for the remaining arrivals before final boarding procedures began.
So familiar faces from Indian dostic cricket nodded toward him in greeting.
A few support staff imdiately recognized him from:
the U-19 World Cup,
IPL auction coverage,
And the movie promotions currently running on television.
anwhile beyond the massive airport glass windows, the runway stretched into the distance beneath cloudy Mumbai skies.
And sowhere beyond those skies…
South Africa waited for hosting the tournant.
Along with international cricket, roaring IPL crowds, world-class players, pressure, fa, and another unpredictable chapter of Karuppu's life.
As Karuppu entered deeper into the private boarding section reserved for the Mumbai Indians squad, the atmosphere around him slowly shifted fully into professional cricket territory.
Gone were family laughter, airport farewell chaos, and dia flashes.
Here the environnt felt different.
Focused. Athletic. Competitive.
Several players sat around the lounge area:
So listening to music,
so speaking with support staff,
Others checking phones,
While a few foreign analysts discussed training schedules quietly near laptops.
The Mumbai Indians logo printed across travel kits and luggage bags sohow made everything feel even more official now.
Soon one of the franchise managent mbers responsible for helping the younger players integrate with the squad approached Karuppu.
"Co,"
He said with a smile.
"I'll introduce you around."
Karuppu nodded casually and followed him through the lounge area.
-Nod!
As they walked past different groups, several players already glanced toward him with curiosity.
Honestly, almost everyone knew who he was by now.
Either from the U-19 World Cup, the IPL auction, or the nonstop television coverage surrounding him recently.
So knew him as explosive all-rounder.
Others knew him as actor.
A few knew him as both.
The managent mber soon began introducing him properly to the Indian core players present there.
Karuppu greeted everyone naturally with relaxed confidence.
No nervous over-respect. No arrogance either.
Just easygoing friendliness.
Then suddenly a familiar voice called out loudly.
"Dude!"
Karuppu turned imdiately.
It was none other than Saurabh Tiwary.
His teammate from the U-19 World Cup squad.
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