Back to pavilion…I enjoyed my trip to trinelveli. The train journey was really amazing.we were six of us and hence an auto rickshaw wasn’t enough.so for the first time in my life ( and of course the last tine!!!!) we unfortunately got into a zig-zag cool(!#$$#@$@) call taxi. It was a maruti omni car and I was totally conscious at the moment I stepped into the car. The just flew through the heavy 7pm traffic. Our train was supposed to depart from Chennai egmore at eight sharp(!) and we’re in the taxi at 7:15. my goodness! No one on earth can ever dare to experience that tension! He was totally preoccupied with a magnetic handset and a taperecorder sort of intercom in his left hand and his right hand holding a cell phone (this stuff sucks! It’s kinda terribly irritating,,,,) his legs playing with brakes and accelerators and his knees with the gear(supposed to be done with hands!) the car was moving in its own direction……I totally relied on god.and at one point of time the driver wanted to sneeze and the entire set up collapsed and my uncle sitting in the next seat took care of the steering and gear controls…my god! I’ve seen car races but now I’ve the pride of participating in one.
At 7:50 we’re at the station and since our coach was at the back, we had to walk all along the busy platform. At last we’re in the train and our journey was quite comfortable. At trichendur, we enjoyed to the core playing in the beach. What an enjoyment. No swimming pool can give me that…but….every enjoyment has a trouble waiting behind it. Unknowingly I’d drunk so much of salty seawater that made me vomit everything out day and night till yesterday. Now I’m alright as I’m back to pavilion.
I should learn to be what I am……As I’m from Chennai a place known for water shortage and seeing lots and lots of sweet water there I kept on drinking and playing with water now I’m not able to drink my Chennai water. Things may come and go but only this is permanent. I should learn to be contented with what I have.this is the exact result of greediness. Now I’ve jus two bottles of tamraparani(the coolest and cutest river in trinelveli) water left and after that my tongue is gonna die?