Sounds like an essay topic given to 7th grade students in school to recount on their fascinating experiences of their recent visit to their favourite hotspot. Believe me, I have not copied this from any of my cousins who are still in school writing essays on the same topics which I have written few years back during my school hood. The education system has not changed yet, I guess. The English syllabus is still the same. LOL! And I don’t want to kindle your curiosity unnecessarily by exaggerating on the topic. I confess, I haven’t been to any of ‘My Kinda place’ as you wrongly guessed. My travel experience is only about my everyday journey from home to
And I believe nobody would have given a one paragraph explanation for having chosen a topic for a blog post. This is due to the lingering effect of giving Anna University Exams, the tradition which I have developed of late.
After receiving the darling buds of May for my first post, I didn’t want to leave my blog in the lurch with nobody visiting it. After a pretty serious post, I wanted to write a cheerful one. Neither could I write about rocket science which I dare not even think about nor on any attention-grabbing topic which my very seasoned instinctive blogger friends have already attempted. “Travel Experience”, is all what you could expect from a poor reverie blogger who is still an infant practising the first steps in the shore of the ocean called blogosphere. Thanks to Sowmiya for christening me with a new name Reverie-blogger. I love being called so.
It has been an incredible experience to travel to
After getting the ticket, I open my book, read it for half an hour wearing the anti-glare glasses (to give a ‘getthu’ look to my fellow travellers). It serves two purposes. I get the satisfaction of well spent time and the other is a funnier one. I can pose as if I manage my time effectively. Once that is done, I get the ear-plugs of my cell phone, hop between FM stations to listen to my favourite numbers. Though I own Nokia 6030, one of the oldest models, now I am head over heels in love with it. First things in life will always have a niche in your heart. It is one of them.
With Yesudas and S.P.B in the background, rendering their golden voices to the well written lyrics, I, as a casual observer, listen to the petty conversations and the rantings of a few lady office-goers and delve deeper into the thinking mode on variants of human behaviour. Now that I have oodles of ‘my time’ still left in my hand before getting down, I peep through the window to get the flashing scenes of happening Chennai. Needless to say, Chennai has become the most happening place and has transformed into one big celebration with a cosmopolitan heritage. The modern side of the city with plethora of big buildings, posh shopping streets, and designer boutiques with fashion articles in the display makes my heart race and it’s really appealing. Sitting in the bus, I felt I can still explore the city and immerse myself in its colours and feel the smell of it. Thus my 90 minutes travel, you may call it a journey though, was carefully proportioned.
And now that it is all over and I am back to square one, I thought I would express my tribute to the small things that made my journey beautiful. After all, Life will be beautiful when you want it to be.