Two states - the mystery of 4

The milestones went past each month. April 4 2009, the grand landing. Sept 4, 2009 - i flew to chicago and came back on Dec 4 and now March 4 2010 ,Another milestone comes across my pathway. 11 months in what i would call the most impossible place in the world. What sparked off this tirade ? A question from a friend over chai at midnight - : Dude, we did chill out in chennai in our own way..but then im scared i might actually miss this place once i leave it."

Would i now ? 11 months of a hate and more hate relationship in this place. If it ever turned to love or reminiscence, the very fabric of my existence and determinaion that stems not out of my will to progress but just escape from this hell would all tear apart. I tried to brush the thought away from my mind. However like any sensuaous woman who creeps into your thoughts with just one pass across you leaving behind one whizz of that fragrant perfume, chennai kept looming in my mind like a maiden wooing my thoughts back to her. ( Ok , i dint say that now did i ? Jesus Christ, i swear i havent taken any hallucinogens )

Coming back to the point. THe other day on the train, Chetan bhagat filled in with the two states. THought not an ardent fan at all, after the let down in the novels after five point someone and thanks also due to the fact that some of the uncool people i know flash the book around like they just read and understood the bhagavat Gita leaves little to admire in him. Two states though somehow tickled the cynic in me, thanks to the fact that 4 years in Jaipur made me half north indian and my birth gave me the title of a Tam Brahm ( Mr Swaminathan hehe !! christ !! i love Nithin way better ) . Anyways, so we kept discussing on Chetan Bhagat and the book and lo and behold, Chennai with its magic brought forth the typical stereotype.

Curd Rice !!! I used to love this dish when my aunt made it. Now i puke at the very mention. "Ayyo Saar , curd rice sapdunga " . The office looms with people of the same lore, in goes the curd rice and some thokku ( pickle) mixed with some garlic rasam and tamarind sambhar . Viola , enclosed airconditioned software development center and out comes the poisnous gases. Jews in concentration camps got more faourable treatment from hitler. Coincidentaly, some of us indians are aryans too ...thought to ponder on . If not for the culture, we atleast share the same method of murder. "Sapad sapdacha sapdunga " . Three keywords you need to know in the land. Curd rice in the morning, sambhar rice in the afternoon and dal rice in the night...and if a lil space was left pack some chilli rice for snacks. I thought this was a myth before i got here until today a guy spoke for ten minutes on what he ordered at a hotel in a session for communication improvement. For those who said the worst stories about this land of rice.i say - dig this !!!!!

Ask for auto fares " ILLA "
Ask for bacard white rum "ILLA "
Office Airconditioner on " ILLA SIR cooling 29 ile irukku" ( believe it or not , 25 degrees is freezing point in chennai , Rajnikanth couldnt have made something up like that. the omon man does. Which explains the success of SUUUUUUUPPPPERRRRRRRRRRRR STAR movies over here).

youre sweating your ass off and a guy walks across in sweatshirts and mufflers like the was in a chicago winter.

I could ramble on for ever and ever.

Coming back to the question . WOuld i miss chennai ? leme rephrase that

Would i miss near death experiences from asphixiation every afternoon?
Would i miss paying 400 bucks for 5 kms ?
WOuld i miss talking about food all day to my colleagues?
Would i miss becoming so black that id give a black man a run for his money?

I guess i wont. Now that i have answered that..i can sleep in peace... HAIL CHENNAI !!!

P.S:Oh !! if all that dint make you puke....heres the highlight. I know a guy who has whiskey and curd rice !!! dig that !! imagine the whiskey mixing with curd rice and the rotting curd going down your guts !!! the washbasin should be nearby !! adios !!