It’s nothing but the mandatory year check. 2017, the year which brought along luck and love. When I turn back I see a blessed me, a year which helped me empty my years piled bucket list while making sure it’s refilled timely. Counting the few blessings, I see a proud owner of a home, setting it up was a very tough task especially for a lazy Taurean but I enjoyed it to the core, waking up to the beauty of sunrise, savoring the luxury of reading my favourite books in my recliner with music around and the taste of coffee, spending my evenings with the beautiful view from my balcony and the inseparable companion coffee. But the greatest achievement of 2017 is the decision to change from Ms to Mrs, ultimately finding the love of my life, infact the one I gonna irritate for the rest of my life. Thank you all my dearest friends for sticking around when I was very hard to be around, all this wouldn’t have been possible without you guys. Let 2018 bring all joy and blessings to all.
It’s been 3 weeks since I got creepy thoughts on the lump I found on my breast. Since then I am bewildered on the thought what next. I was concerned more than I should be and the thought that I am soon gonna get married shattered me. There was a time I even stopped talking to my fiance, in case of an adversity, I shouldn’t be a cause for his sorrow. I rang up my astrologer friend to whom I rely on when uncertainty strikes and he convinced me there is nothing wrong with my stars and I will be perfectly fine. Gaining a strong suit I somehow managed to disclose the matter to my doctor. Reassuaring me there is nothing to worry she fixed a date for scan. I showed up on time as fixed and she guided me to the scan room. We stepped in through the RCC which gave me the shakes. Many thoughts ran through my mind, the patients I have met, friends and family who have been through and many more. Maybe I am yet another person she is going to scan. I crossed my fingers as we reached the scan room. The 15 minutes test felt like a lifetime. Once we finished with the test my doctor reassured me with a 99.9% normalcy and nothing to worry and that I am perfectly fine like any other women. For the 0.1% guarantee she couldn’t assure, I was asked to follow up later after 6 months and I left the room thanking her in relief. While heading to the parking lot I was lost in thoughts on whether I should let my fiance know about this or not. I know a verbal talk will surely fail me but my pen will never.
My dear Pondicherrians,
There exists a small lever/switch on your vehicle when turned to left or right brings a blinking light into action either left or right respectively. The lever/switch indicates the direction of your journey hence termed as indicator.
Inspiration for the Tip:
Here I go sticking to my track with the left indicator on with hardly any space for another vehicle to pass through my left side. I check through my rearview mirror and finding no vehicle around I turn mine towards the left just missing a hard hit on myself as well as my vehicle (Thank God, my brakes were in good condition). In my disbelief and shock of where did he come from, I ask for confirmation whether he’s blind to miss my indicator or myself and the reply led me to another attack. “You were not holding your left hand on the handle so I never thought you will turn left”. A loud round of applause to my fellow driver who proved himself not only blind but made sure his vision was sharp enough to see my missing hand on the handle but somehow missed my blinking light. Anyways my patience stepped in and I bothered myself to give him a lecture on indicators that exist on the side of the vehicle and not on the hand of the rider. Maybe he was enlightened by my lecture that he stopped blaming me for adjusting my hair from falling on my face and accepted the function of the indicator.
I still remember the day I went to purchase my helmet three years back. I succeeded in finding a helmet showroom (still don’t know whether it can be called a showroom) after so much struggle. A few days back I thought of paying a visit to the town thinking that the town would forget me as I used to be a regular visitor once. I was shocked to see helmet shops spring up like mushrooms in the city. In my disbelief I even cross-checked my location with Google map to make sure I didn’t woke up somewhere else. While I kept wondering about this, I heard a loudspeaker announce that in few days time it will be May 1st. And yes, then my memory flashed. Pondicherry will also start to wear helmet in no time. By the time I recollected this old news my scooter reached the destination. I removed my helmet and was about to keep it on the handle as a company to my scooter when a thought arose questioning the safety of my helmet. Without having a second thought I grabbed my helmet back and let it travel along with me making sure nobody will harm my helmet.
And the journey of many miles and many moons began…
The jungle full of lush verdure, Subjugated by harmony and anarchy
The path unforeseen to the world, blinded by the shadow of the bygones
Entwined by the sorcery of agony, brimmed with solitude
Separated from all souls, drenched by impending doom
The darkest of the souls exposed, dancing to the tune of betrayal
Pain of the tampered trust, the boon to the strongest heart
Truth a distant entity, overthrown by the eloquence of draconian lies
The voyage in search of the light begins…
To all my beloved ones who wish to visit one of the most beautiful places in India,
As I see there is going to be an overflow of many people to Pondicherry in the near future, I thought it would be a good guide for those who intend to make it a road trip or in the worst scenario you think to hire a bike for sightseeing purpose.
The city is beauty at its best but the drivers are the least, I speak especially of those two wheelers. You see a bike parked in the red signal say on the left end, expect the bike to jump across you to right while you try to head forward. And never forget to get abused for heading the right way. And talking about red signal, people don’t really care about red signals now a days I believe, you can even get annoyed when people use the red signal as an opportunity to try the quality of their horn.
Helmets and age never matter if you wanna drive in the city. Helmets are considered an alien entity and people give you one of those weird looks if ever you happen to drive around with one. Speaking of age, the day you prove you can ride a bicycle the parent is entitled to buy him a bike whether or not he can reach his legs down on the road. So driver’s licence failed to mark it’s territory here. You see people riding triples while the cops wave them thumbs-up. Nothing to wonder if at all you feel like wondering.
If you are not overly fond of sounds better you carry a cotton plug along with you as this is going to be an ear breaking experience. People here are so obsessed with honking that they can’t even drive 100 metre without hearing it.
One thing that amuses me is the way people respect ambulances. Of all the dangerous cities I have proved my driving talent Pondicherry is the one which gives way to ambulances, probably because most of them has either been inside one or has traveled an escort. Can’t blame them, you will have to witness atleast an accident per ride.
And another speciality here is the round abouts. You never use the clockwise circulation in Pondicherry except in very few locations. Try the clockwise pattern and get ready for multiple charges viz. accidents, abuses, penalty being a few.
A very important point to be kept in mind is to consider every driver as drunk or stoned or has just escaped from mental asylum as this can help you to keep your calm. Have a nice stay and safe ride in Pondicherry.
The following are not just words but my heart. From the moment we met it was abomination that prevailed and I craved to get done with you. But now that we are about to bid farewell I realize you were never my enemy but my boon companion, just that you were too straight forward for me to accept. Yes, you were tough on me but as you believed, here I stand with all mightiness. You brought with you a roller-coaster of all emotions and experiences. Though you hit me with ill-timed naked truths you helped me unleash the most awesome person I used to know whom I lost in the life’s run – The Me. I know I always dared to meet the old me, the more furious, the more scarier, the more bolder version of me. I take this opportunity to thank you for everything. Thanks for the back-stabs, for the priority checks, those happy moments, for karma hitting me right on the head with sledge hammer, for letting me sit back and watch karma avenge me, thanks for the inflicted pain, the blessings, the heartbreaks, the tears, smiles and broken trust, thanks for the new faces, people who left and those who stayed despite all the tortures. Now that I have gained the courage to face me I may proudly dare you to tell 2017 to try anything on me to bring me down and make yourself a failure. Thank you for everything.
December 5 2016, a day Tamil makkal can never forget, the day when their “Amma” succumbed to death. At first I used to wonder why the Tamilmakkal has so much passion for her, yes they have a reason for such devotion towards her. They are a group of people who keep people close to their hearts, who embraces all emotions very tightly and that explains their deep expression of compassion towards film stars and politicians. As they pay their last tributes to their beloved chief minister, the state is left in anarchy. A very gorgeous and powerful lady who showed the world how a leader should conquer the heart of the followers. A charismatic girl who was brought to the fantasy world of film industry at a very young age, though she claims never to have enjoyed her career, she conquered the industry. A fierce lady who fondled love deep in her heart but showed the world nothing can break her. A lover of music and books that was her strength. An iron lady who lived for the people and a real fighter till the last breath. Many may think why Tamil makkal are even ready to die for her, I may say she touched their heart and soul so deep the same way a mother touches her baby’s and no wonder she is called “Amma”. I bow before you Puratchi Thalaivi Amma for surmounting the peoples heart and for the audacity of being an invincible lady. Let your soul rest in peace.