Like good old days.....

After a lot of pestering my friend Nithy(a) Nandoo started to write a blog. A statuory piece of warning for those coming here and about to go there...if u r weak in tamizh..u can very well close the cross marked devil on the right hand side of your screen. Nandoo is one Tamil nuttie and is awesome when at his best.

What a fantastic weekend!!!! For a few minutes i had to make myself believe that i was in chennai and not cherapunji. Had someone photographed me on Friday night, my company's shares would have plummeted to Indian politicans honesty's levels. With a bag in my right hand, a pant up to my knee and a shoe pair in my left hand, i did present a pitiable sight.

After having watched all the news channels and all interviews cursing the government about its lack of readiness u must be having a gloomy picture of the rains in chennai. So for a change i will give u a whole fresh perspective of the rain in chennai and the positives out of it. Water flooded mine and my friends room and obviously there was no power. We slept friday night among chennai's fav and habitual kosukadi and woke up to a boring saturday morning. My friend called up to enquire my well being and informed that his parents had gone out of station and offered us to stay at his house. And that is where the fun begins.

Imagine 11 bachelors in one room watching tv!!!A horrendous site. Usually saturday and sunday guys just go out somewhere to either beach or cinema or mostly office with the last one being the most prominent. After a long time so many of us were together at one place and for so long. Everyone kept pulling the others leg and needless to say that the guys were in great form. The only affected creature in the whole process was Nithys 60 day old labrador dog. The poor creature could harldy figure out who the hell were we occupying his kingdom. The best part of the 2 days was when we had dosai and uttapam prepared at home for all the 11 people. One batch kept eating and another kept preparing till we ran out of the dosai maavu.

The only time one realized that fun was over was when monday morning dawned and everyone grew duy consious and were back to their responsible self. Hmmm....i am not surprised why we all hate Monday Mornings!!!!