30th Sept, 2012 ....

30th Sept, 2012 ....

We had planned for a small trip to Igatpuri. Snobbin, his cousin Linto and his mother; Stesi, Steffi and their parents; and my family said our good-byes and left with a pleasant  memories.

The previous day I was excited for this trip because I had wasted away one entire week in Mumbai just sittin in front of the t.v. and the laptop. The others had been to there before so listening to their experiences, made more impatient.
We travelled by train to Igatpuri, on the way we had slight introduction for Linto who came from Dubai for his holidays, and a hilarious debate on which college is better, Wilson's (Stesi and Steffi) or Xavier's (Snobbin and my sister, Dale)? Well, other than the name, I don't know anything about either. We took rickshaw to the Golden Resort. The climate was cool and peaceful, with green hills on three sides. Such an escape from the hot and noisy city.
We checked into our hotel rooms changed to swim-wear, had some bajji and omlet with bread for breakfast and jumped into the swimming pool close by. With a light ball, we started playing "poolball", a game we just came up with. With the poles of climbing board on each side as the goals, we just had throw the ball between them. It began with just four or five of us, and then the others joined us. After two hours of swimming and throwing we wound up the game at around 1:30. We dried ourselves, and enjoyed a delicious buffet lunch.
Back in our hotels rooms all the kids and the mothers gathered in one room, started a conversation beginning from riddles and jokes, to a debate on science and relegion, to Iluminati, then to position of women in Indian society and life in general. Steffi is sort of a conversationalist and so is my mom, they dominated the main part of the whole talk.
At around 5:00, we had a light snack and beverage. And then began our trek to the top of the hill near the resort. It was beautiful with small streams flowing and greenery all around. Climbing from rock to rock, dodging small crabs and animals and a little photography, we reached half-way. But since it was getting dark, we decided to make our way down. I really wanted to reach the top and see whats it like.
By around 6:30 we were back, took a dip in the pool and headed to our rooms. The girls started watching some talent show. I started feeling sick after the swimming so I took a nap till that time.  We had our dinner at 9. Next morning we were on our way back home.

From this there was a lot of positive outcomes. Firstly, after quite a long time Stesi and me started talking. I'm glad that she turned over a new leaf, after what happened in the past. Now bygones are bygones. Secondly, I've quite a lot about life in the conversations we had.

Long Absence

My last post was around a year ago. Since then there's been quite a lot of changes. Right from the place where we stay to my personality. From T.Nagar, we shifted to Vadapalani. The apartment here had a extra room. But due to due uncomfortable environment and frequent power-cuts, we left this place and rented an apartment in Arumbakkam not far from Vadapalani. This was really spacious, it had two bedrooms, a hall and kitchen.

My school, Asan Memorial Sr. Sec School, is in Egmore. Its one of the oldest CBSE schools in Chennai, even though it might not look like one. In my class, the brains and personality of students are completely diverse. There are nerds and doubt-boxes  to all-rounders to dumb-heads and snobs.
Santhosh and Nithin are the toppers of my class. They occupy the first few benches and they are barely interested in sports. There was a rumour once, that the only time Santhosh stood second in class was when he accidently skipped two pages of his physics question paper.
The doubt-boxes are ones who plague the teachers' life with doubts, which may or may not (mostly not) be relevant to what's being taught in class, either to impress the teachers/students, or the waste away the time. Once my friend, Adithyan, saved half the class from a possible suspension  when he asked my Physics teacher for an explanation about the "God Particle" (a then breaking discovery). He slept off before the end of the explanation.
Among the dumb sorts, there's some guys who practically don't have any talent but they'l boast and bluff so much that we can actually make out that their faking it. But still they won't quit it. One of them, brags about being a national basketball player and he wouldn't even know that basketball played with five men on each team.

The people here are quite different from those in Mumbai. They are hot-tempered and don't cool off easily. I  happened to witness a tussle between two 'women', not men, on my way to school (It was on the second day to school). On an average, Tamilites are intelligent and smart. Some say its because of their food. Most of the people here are brahmins who eat a lot of leafy vegetables, curd and dairy products.

Just as how a chameleon changes its colour according to the surrounding, so have I adapted to my environment. I've picked a tamil accent (I have to speak cautiously to my friends in Mumbai) and a few words. My complexion darkened. More-or-less my behaviour is just the same (can say that since my mom still gives me her old lectures).