Friday, 1 June 2012

My Space: Besotted with Bessy in Chennai

My Space: Besotted with Bessy in Chennai: What has Chennai got to offer me? That was the first question, which popped in my head as I left Hyderabad forever. Unbearable heat, dusty l...

My Space: Chennai roads suck

My Space: Chennai roads suck: Though roads in our city are wide and broad enabling more number of vehicles to ply, they are strewn with pebbles, and are full of pits and ...

My Space: Besotted with Bessy in Chennai

My Space: Besotted with Bessy in Chennai: What has Chennai got to offer me? That was the first question, which popped in my head as I left Hyderabad forever. Unbearable heat, dusty l...

My Space: Chennai roads suck

My Space: Chennai roads suck: Though roads in our city are wide and broad enabling more number of vehicles to ply, they are strewn with pebbles, and are full of pits and ...

My Space: Bollywood Shredding

My Space: Bollywood Shredding: This article of mine was published on Friday, March 15, 2002, in Youth Express, a supplement that comes with The New Indian Express. (I may...

My Space: Thumbs Down for Perambur Sangeetha

My Space: Thumbs Down for Perambur Sangeetha: Having frequented the Sangeetha restaurant at Adayar and R.A.Puram, one would expect similar standards of quality at any of its branches in ...

My Space: Adios Amigos

My Space: Adios Amigos: (This piece was published in The Indian Express on May 21 1999. I was doing my schooling back then, so forgive the amateur in me). The exam...

Monday, 7 May 2012

When Chennai Did a Bangalore Today



I was surprised to wake up to chilly weather and strong breeze this morning. The pleasant spell lasted till noon before the usual sultry weather took over. I was glad that at least for once, Chennai did a Bangalore especially during summer which is extremely punishing here. So, my cotton night gown was replaced by a synthetic one. For a moment though, I thought I was in Bangalore. Was I missing Bangalore? May be during these days, I am reminded of the climate there since the summer is pleasant and forgiving. I soon thought of visiting Bangalore but as soon as I reach that place, I tend to miss my Chennai despite its terrible weather, pollution and incredible levels of noise. Why do we keep missing places when we are actually in a place we want to be? If we are in Chennai, we keep thinking of Bangalore or Himachal or even foreign locales like the US or Switzerland. However, a few days after landing there, we want to get back home. Perhaps nothing is more comforting than experiencing that “homecoming” feeling!