The Week that was.. Chennai- Blore Diaries.

When i packed my bag on Saturday, i had big dreams of seeing two cities (one i had almost forgotten after a brief stint in 2003, the other almost home – a friend i had been missing for two long).. That luckily didnt happen, i didnt see any of chennai except for a few lanes in KK nagar, the Bus stand at Koyampedu and Egmore station, and i was there for 4 days.. What i did see though was long lost friends , classmates , roommates and then some more from days of old.. Instead of seeing the Chennai of the present and wondering about the future , for 2 days i was dwelling in a place out of the past, from engg days to be exact.. As we recollected stories of a eventfilled 4 years , we laughed like hell, we felt fondness for a place we were all pretty happy to leave.. Some stories were of madness, some of something almost like love, some were stories of times like the night we were sharing , of a bunch of guys, a few beers and a lot of heart to heart talk.. The marriage that i went to attend was also very heartwarming.. The brides family of which i soon became a part was amazingly down to earth loving, caring , fretting and managing things..

Then came Bangalore, i touched there at an unearthy 4.30am , but i was in my kingdom.. Waking up an old friend at 5, then sleeping till 9.. Land up in college and i find Amaze 08 was in session(for the unitiated , Amaze is the college fest of IIPM, and Blore IIPM is reputed to hold the biggest show among all IIPM’s.. To top it of , i found myself judging Dumb-C , my pet game since engg days.. The clock struck 5 and i was  in my favorite hangout in Koramangala, the 4th block Barista, ( the place was a study room, a recreation room and a lot more for a lil over two years while i did my MBA) , meeting old friends over coffee seems a phrase out of a book but thats exactly what i did.. I was there till 10 pm.. So 5hrs and 6 coffees later, i reached another friends room, where i discovered that a workmate of mine has been keeping a secret for no apparent reasons..

The next day was pretty uneventful , a 3 hour stint at barista and then i was in my old room, with roomies who havent changed , but then 8 months isnt too long a time i guess.. I have been lounging here since, two days of the laid back life i once led , and it feels amazingly good.. Except for a small coffee break ( coffee day indira nagar this time). i havent stepped out, have seen 2 movies , had brunch , tea at 11am and dinner at 1am.. Yes, this feels like home..

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The author of this blog doesnt look the part of the kind of guy who would generate the stuff in the posts. Well, looks can be deceptive.

Posted on March 9, 2008, in Life, memories, places. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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