The Moonstruck Mystique...

Yet another weekend round the corner and a lot of people going home. Many cribbing how they couldn't get tickets to go home even on tatkal. I'm not a bus person and I always go home by train (an overnight journey). Inorder to avoid booking tickets on tatkal and paying more, I always book well in advance. Usually, Chinch, my cousin who works in chennai and I go together. Last August as soon as bookings were open, Chinch booked tickets for diwali which was on October 28th, a Tuesday. So we'd leave from here on Friday, take a leave on Monday and leave from home on Tuesday night. WOW. A long four-day break with most of us cousins going home. Thankfully I did not have class outside campus that Friday. In the morning, I packed whatever little i had to. I had a discussion with 2 project students in the afternoon. By 2.30pm it started raining heavily. Even by the time the discussion was over by around 5pm, it hadn't stopped raining. It was flooded in front of the central lib...

Today, I saw the most beautiful rainbow ever ... In all my growing years never such a beautiful one.. I had gone for my math classes at a math institute away from the city on a very ordinary sultry summer 'noon in Chennai. After a couple of hours of class and rather fruitful discussion with my professor, I boarded the bus at 5 in the evening and waited for it to finally budge and give us the badly needed cool air which has but become a rarity these days. If there is something I despise about this city, it is undoubtedly the heat. I don't even know how to explain it! Having been born in Dubai and having lived there for almost two decades, I am supposed to have gotten used to the heat. But Chennai is hot in a different way. I have developed a knack of sweating and dripping even while sitting idle in my room with the fan in max speed, let alone when I go out in the sun. Even having bath four times a day doesn't seem to help! As a friend says, it is having bath that makes you ...