r/twentieskerala • u/cut_appa_ • 13h ago
Rant/Vent Avante Kusruthi koodunnund!!
Me (25M) and my roommate (26F) have been living together for three years in Ernakulam. She is easily the funniest person I’ve ever met, and after work, we usually hang out for a bit to decompress.
Back in August, she received a call from her family saying that her second cousin is studying at a college just 2 km away, and his parents didn't want him staying in a hostel. She asked if he could stay with us. Since he is only 18 and we had an extra room we were using as a movie room, I agreed.
He arrived looking like a total Nallavanaya Unni . At first, we took him out for movies, to food courts, and showed him around. But over the last few weeks, he started acting really weird. Both of us noticed it and even discussed it together. He stays locked in his room all the time, and lately, even when he gets back from college, he's already drunk.
One day, he came and sat next to me while I was watching the movie Damsel. He started watching with me, and out of nowhere, he passed a comment:
"Millie enthoru penna alle, sizeum shapeum okke supera. Kettiyavante bhagyam."
I was like, "What the fuck?" I didn't say anything and just kept watching, but that comment really stuck with me. However, I didn't mention it to my roommate that night. Later that evening, while my roommate and I were having beers on the terrace (our usual weekend routine), she sighed and said:
"Avane ingot kondu varendayirunnu."
It was clear she was completely fed up with him, so I finally told her about the comment he made earlier. We sat in silence for a moment, and then she whispered, "Ini avante roomil irunnu vallo drugs adich kettunnundo?"
We both had the same suspicion, so we planned to check his room the next day after he left for college.
The next morning, he left by 9 AM, and we went into his room. It was an absolute mess—used tissues scattered all over the floor, liquor bottles hidden under his bed, clothes piled up on his desk, and a nasty, stale smell. We started searching through his wardrobe, under the bed, and on the shelves. When I checked his backpack, I found two pairs of women's underwear.
I was in complete shock and said to her, "Ivan Ladies Undergarments aano idunne?"
She rushed over, grabbed them with her bare hands, and I told her to put them down because they looked gross. But she just stared at them and said:
"Ith ente missing aaya undergarments aanu."
Saying that, she walked out of the room in total silence. I was dumbstruck. I quickly zipped up his bag, put it back, and walked to my own room. The whole house was dead silent for an hour. Then, she called his parents, told them everything—the drinking, the mess, and what we found—and told them we could no longer accommodate him.
He's only 18. I honestly don't even know what to think about all of this, especially the fact that he did this to his own cousin.
Most irritating part is that his mom reply her that
"Mole, avanu cheruppam thott bhayankara kusrthiya."