And it stopped raining...

Just a few days ago, I was complaining about Chennai's weather. It was getting unbearable for me to survive here. The moment I reached home from office, the first thing I would do was to switch on the AC. Not to mention, the electricity bill for each month would be always directly proportional to the temperature, raised to the power of temperature itself.

On friday evening, I had plans of going to Bangalore to escape from the heat. But I guess, the rain gods had other plans. After I reached office, it started raining heavily. I was not aware of how Chennai's weather will be at this time of the year. I had a train to catch at 11:30pm (note: station was around 35kms from my place). I thought, by that time the clouds would have poured down all their drops. So, I got busy with my work. Ironically, I am currently working on a weather forecasting application. :) When I configured this application to show Chennai's weather forecast, something seemed to be out of place. It said, "Thunderstorms" for the next 5 days. Well, last week, it said the same thing, and that week was quite hot.

It was 5 in the evening, and I prepared to pack my things. Then my colleague stopped me and asked me to look outside. It was still raining heavily. Damn. I hadn't done my packing yet for Bangalore. I would get late if the rain didn't stop, I thought. After 30 minutes, I decided to leave. By the time I entered the open skies, it was only drops here and there. I reached my room without getting wet. :) Lucky me....

Switched on the AC, oh, that had become a habit, it wasn't needed. After 5 minutes or so, switched it off. Started packing. Got ready, to travel 35kms.

At about 7 in the evening, the rains came back. It must have been the heaviest rainfall that I would ever experience in Chennai. And it didn't stop until Monday morning. I had called up around 4-5 taxi services, but they were over-booked. The bus stop is 1km away from my house and there was no way that I could have walked that distance in this downpour. I had never thought that I would not be able to step out of my room because of rains. Lost hopes at around 9:30pm.

And now, on Monday morning, finally "It stopped raining". 2 and a half day, locked up inside my room, and above all, India loosing the series, it was certainly a test of my patience. My room mate was lucky to leave for Hyderabad at the right time. I slept a lot though. And for food, I used to call up a restaurant. The delivery boy would be cursing me. Ahh... Need to re-plan for the Bangalore trip again, next week.

Please don't rain next week. Please please please

2nd November - One more birthday

It's Happy Birthday for someone.

Happy Birthday.

As far as I can remember, birthday bashes used to be very violent for me while I was in college. It always used to be fun, with so many people running in at the last second before the clock struck 12:00.

I was not exposed to such kind of violence before I stepped into the holy land of Kurukshetra. I didn't even know that there was such a custom on earth. Well, the first year, I escaped somehow. But, the next 3 years, apart from the kicking and beating, people pouncing on my debit card, I, kind of got used to this. Now, for me and most of my friends, it is a feeling of pride to be kicked on the back, without crying out loud. Well, after the beating, many people just walk away, boasting, "Dude, You could have done better. Wait for your b'day and I will show you how is it done".

To name a few, well, Sidharth, the greatest boaster in such a situation. And then, there were people who eagerly wait for the guy's b'day who had landed the most dreadful kick on his, and then there were people who just did some foot exercise to get some midnight snacks, and for some it was a party where one could get some free smokes. College life can never be forgotten, I miss those birthdays. :)

2nd October Day

Well, 2nd October, a national holiday, but dry day !!!!!

Many people look forward for this day, so that they can sit at home, enjoy TV, sleep, and chill out. Well, liquor shops would have seen increase in their daily sales if this day had not been a dry day. Perhaps, this holiday would have been better for some people, had it been a NORMAL HOLIDAY, instead of a DRY DAY (HOLIDAY).

So what about Mahatma Gandhi? Well, I remember a friend of mine who just can’t stand the utterance of his name. I have also met people who admire him and follow him. There is so much fuss about this day on the news channels, about why he is not remembered by the youth of today, why people don’t follow wh at he said. Mr. Tharoor has tweets saying that “We should work on this day.”

It’s not only this day, our Independence day, Republic day, and so on are not being celebrated as some people would like us to, these days.

Why am I writing about this today? Well, I had to write something today, and so I picked up this topic. I was happy that Google had put a picture of The Father of our Nation on it’s homepage. I am also happy that it’s a holiday.

I am sad that India is out of the Champions Trophy. I am sad because I am still living in the Furnace city of India, “Chennai”, :-)