Chennai 2012

I can very safely call it the "Chennai 2012", as I go there only once a year for one or two days, and it is enough for an entire year. I have never bothered to extend my stay even for an hour. I go there to worship my Guru, and He is the only factor that takes me to Chennai.

Chennai is a city that changes itself often. Even if you live there for a decade, you can still be new there. Its extreme climatic condition makes visiting there an unforgettable experience. This trip, including my mom a lot of close friends have fallen terribly ill.

This year, I was busy traveling elsewhere and didn't bother accompanying mom to buy the Chennai tickets. Neither did I  bother to know the dates, as I know for sure that no matter where in the world I am, I will definitely make it to the annual worship. So when I get to know the dates, I realize we are leaving Chennai the next day!


The first thing I want to do is to meet my two dear friends there, and we made a plan to meet. If you would like to know what exactly happened throughout the meet, read N's perspective of the meet. (I am sure you will love reading it)
Don't ask me why suddenly I have started loving the beach again, but I just happened to love it the way I used to long back. Hence it was me who insisted on going to the beach. And I just realized that we had a brownie to substitute a cake.


Time just FLEW. Talking nonsense, seeing a not very useful person, and doing so many useless things was compensated by knowing more about photography, photographs, Govind's camera, and posing for Nandhini and Govind's camera.  (After reading my previous post, Govind asks me, oh by the way who is the G in that post of yours knowing well that it is him! I don't know why he chooses to act funny at times)
The time was well spent, and I didn't regret my extended stay as meeting Nandhini and Govind was such a pleasure.

My opinion about Chennai- It is a city that has its own charm in several ways, I was talking to Sri Ram the other day about Carnatic music, the way it is in Hyderabad and the way it is in Chennai. Both of us who extremely dislike Chennai could not disagree that Chennai is indeed better than Hyderabad in many ways.
The first time I actually enjoyed Chennai was when I went shopping with my cousin. There was SO much in the city. If it were less polluted, and had a more tolerable weather, I would infact love living there. Now that my work doesn't demand me to live there, I am extremely happy.
But for the above two, you can certainly find a lot of reasons why Chennai can be a good place to live.

I am glad that this visit has ended on a nice note, and I am looking forward to visiting it next year. And before that I am waiting to have Nandhini and Govind at Hyderabad.


PS: Govind has now got eatalian poisoning.

Current Track: Doosri Darling- 7 Khoon Maaf

I Don't Know Why the Kolaveri

Yet another post today that adds to the insignificance in our lives.
The last week has been weird. I have had all possible things happening to me. And nowadays, I get scared of Fridays because weekends are disasters. Nothing mine worth writing here, so I am going to write about what happened to a friend of mine, and in which direction I began thinking.

This friend of mine to whom I spoke when I much needed to, happened to tell me a story of his own which was actually painful. He has been fighting depression for a reason of his own(no points for guessing that it was provoked by a girl)

After this conversation, I logged in to facebook, and as usual the home page was filled with notifications of friends sharing pathetically insignificant photos. One of which, I found appropriate to his situation.

Unfortunate Reality 

 

 

Yes, strange things have happened to him, worse than what you see in the picture above. But I would have never felt sad for a guy if he were not my friend(not a close friend like this one). I would have just said "Serves all the guys right! " and keep going with my life.
Finding a soul mate or even searching your own soul for that matter is a freaky thing. (After my attempt to search my own soul, I preferred to tell myself that "ignorance is bliss" is the heights of enlightenment.)

These are things to do only if you are really tough with yourself or old enough to see the unexpected. And having such guts is next to impossible.
But for many people who think that a Prince/Princess would come to the rescue, life is only going to be an endless wait. Get out and save yourself, at least don't put yourself into trouble. Getting over an emotional situation is never pleasant whether you are a man or a woman. The more practical and principled you are in life, the lesser are the chances that you might get into trouble. If you let emotions take the lead, it is going to ruin you and make you its prisoner. I still don't understand how people break up and get depressed if that is what they volunteered to choose.
It is indeed tough for just any person. Blessed are the people who don't get angry even when provoked, who don't get sad even in turmoil, who don't cry even in pain. But neither will they be able to smile in happiness, or laugh in joy.

Something that I NEVER expected I will ever do, I did. I was listening to the Kolaveri song all Sunday, and found sense in it. (yes, I hate myself for that already)

Current track: midi 20- A French Slam by Grand Corps Malade