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Heights of vettiness!

Some time back, I had been on a trip to Chennai. A trip for a whole 35 days. I was absolutely excited. Punch Drunk to be honest! After a relatively uneventful flight journey, the moment my sight landed on my Dad and my Bro when they were waiting for me outside the airport, was one of the best ever moments of my life. I felt as if I was on whole new lease of life! Next was when my mom hugged me and I entered the new house that my family had moved into. And now starts the most frustrating part for any guy returning from the land of dreams to his native! Immediately the next morning, I was forced to make a series of calls to relatives, answer calls from relatives, and family friends. Call it courtesy, call it respect or whatever. The cliche here is everyone asks the same question!

“Padichi mudichitu angaye settle aaga poriyaa??”

“Padichitu inge vandhu velai pannu!”

“Ange edhaavadhu ponae paathu marry panityaa?”

Initially it kinda felt good being the center of attraction and all that! After a point, it became irritating. And towards the end it became unbearable, to the point that, as a reply to a similar question popped by my grand mother, I said, “Paati kavale padaadhingo. Ange oru ponnu paathu vechirkaen. Neengo thaan vandhu enga kalyaanatha nadathi vaekanam!” My mom who was over hearing this entire conversation, though did not find it all that amusing, that I was playing with a 93 year old lady! πŸ˜› This is the crux of the problem. In spite of all this, I found the holiday to be exhilarating. So many people being concerned about my well being. So many people questioning my decisions. Each day just hog the most amazing food, watch tv, sleep umpteen number of hours and leave the decision making to my parents. But here, though I am not pestered by silly questions, at times I regret that there is no one to question the whats and the whys of my activities. And the worst part of it is, even if I need to talk my parents, I need to pay a bill of 60 dollars a month just for some 5 minutes conversation each day! Call it the musings of a grad student!

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5 responses

  1. nishant

    For the first time, something like this sounded really true.I have had a feeling, I miss no one, the truth is I really do.But you know, when you are under stress, you tend to miss the luxury you could have enjoyed,if you were there.LIfe is not a road of roses buddy, its a bed of thorns.On the other end of the road there is a lanscape rich in its creation and magnificent in its extant.
    I liked your blog

    April 27, 2008 at 4:36 pm

  2. Red Phoenix

    I can’t give a blandish comment like Nick did πŸ˜›
    But, Welcome to ‘Veli Naadu’ πŸ˜‰

    April 28, 2008 at 1:40 pm

  3. arul

    daaai…enna comment adikanumnu theriyala..since i havent experienced such a thing…but soon gonna hav it…nywayss..its something i wud hav it in my mind during my trip and hav to be cautious ..hehe…

    April 28, 2008 at 7:43 pm

  4. Macadamia The Nut

    Ahhh! I know what you meant now!
    Similarities and differences
    πŸ˜€ Neat!

    May 19, 2008 at 12:05 am

  5. Mel Kris

    There are certain things that u’ll enjoy only at the first trip – embrace it when it all lasts πŸ˜‰

    June 2, 2008 at 11:48 pm

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