I hated Madras..with a vengence…I was clear I would never ever settle down there…the weather, the water, the rickshaw people, the crude Tamizh..everything about Madras was a strict no-no from me…
I would tell dad, I dont care if you have been brought up there or studied in Anna malai university or IIT Madras…I am never going there ever…
I told my parents, even if I get married, I would never ever marry a guy who has been brought up in Madras..even if he was richer than Bill Gates…
so you do get the drift…RM refusing money is like the sun rising in the west or something
anyways…they searched for RD from Calcutta (RD is not even richer than me..so forget about the Bill Gates threat hehehehe !) and then we settled in Mumbai..
and then R was born
and of course blogging happened…
And began my admiration for Madras commenced..
First it was ArtNavy . She used to be in Madras earlier and would post such wonderful happenings there, that I started slowly admiring the cultural richness of the place.
Then of course it was Apu of the Womensweb fame who was also earlier there and is there now and she was the one who made me change my view about Madras folks in general….she is such a wonderful person that I realised that all people from Madras are not rude 🙂
And then of course as my blogging group grew larger, I met the wonderful Ratzz who actually sent across a birthday present to R even without knowing her…I realised Madras folks are great
and then I met up with Vidya and Ratzz..and my love affair with Madras was full on..
I read SAB and Tharani and Sugar and Spice (who is officially still a Madras wali ) and summerscript (who again is not exactly there…areyou SS?) and realised Madras folks are actually really really sweet and fun and smart and lovely and what superb bloggers..in all this..of course my dad is from Madras and he is the bestest guy in the whole wide world 🙂
The cultural richness of the place is amazing and few cities have so much for children and adults alike…the Tamizh is not crude but its just the way its spoken (Most people find my Hindi crude!)…the weather can be pretty decent (at least when I was there) and there is a way to handle the rickshaw fellows there…
The lovely literary fests, children’s workshops, Tulika publications, superb music and dance festivals, the Thyagaraja festivals, the lovely streets still retaining the old world charm, the names of the streets retaining the British influence, the trains (much better compared to Mumbai), the shopping places, the lovely malli poo on women’s hair (I hate flowers in my hair but love to see it on other people!), the bright colours that hurt the eyes :), the strong flavors of sambhar and the pungent smell of the puliodarai, the yummy onion sambhar (I eat that sambhar after removing the onions from it..I know I am weird!), the fluffly flowery soft idlis, the crispy hot dosas,the spicy hot rasam, the crispy papadams, sundal on marina beach with a tinge of raw mango and lip licking lemon
…..how could I not like such a place *Idiot I am*
Madras, I repent hating you till about 2 years ago…I do love you now...and will come down to you whenever I can..kyon ki – party abhi baki hai 🙂
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