What a weekend!
The ecc (employee care centre) at
Infosys was giving me all sorts of blues. I stayed there for two whole weeks just because of Raja sir, Gokul and Raj. I just wanted to get back home and meet
my folks. The moment I came to know that Friday is off, I called up my brother
in law. I got the very last seat in the bus. But the call of home was getting too
loud to ignore. After the Thursday’s training session and an elaborate dinner,
I took an auto to BMTC bus depot at electronic city. I reached a bit too early
and the bus was to get late. Thankfully, Vivek called. We chatted for a while.
All through the call, I was thinking whether or not to tell him that I am
coming home. I didn’t tell him J and anyone else at home. An elderly couple
humoured me till their bus came. Then I turned to my senior Anup’s blog. Just
as I was reading fourth blog on my cell (me using a cell for purposes other
than calling and messaging might come as a shock to my friends, the
technologically challenged person that I am
J ), the bus came.
I took an auto from the KSRTC stand to
home. The roads and lanes of which, I knew every turn. There is something about
familiarity. It’s so comforting. As the auto reached home, Cleo my pet dog got
up from beneath the car wondering who it is so early in the morning. She was
the first one to get surprised seeing me. As soon as I opened the gate, she was
up on my shoulder talking to me in a language we both understand. It’s one of a
bit of sulking and a lot of love. Romila aunty (our neighbour) says she knows
that either I or my sister has come home when Cleo barks in that certain way. I
pressed the door bell and Akhila, my sister opened the door. She said “I had a
hunch you were coming.” Amma in her usual Palakkad Malayalam exclaimed “Oh
Vannuoooo J… lemme make tea”. Dad had already
left for pump. I called him up and he said “Ha! what a surprise. I shall come
soon for lunch J “
The whole day I lazed around and had a lot
of catching up to do on FB as I could not use internet at eec! I and sis made a
short trip to visit grandma and she also had a pleasant surprise J
. I think the defining word this weekend is Surpriiiiise J
.In the evening, I went to meet my friend from engineering. It had been some 5
months since we met last. He had some cancellation to do and we met at the
railway station. We reminisced about our Bombay/Pune days, our college days and
all things good and old. Then we threw a surprise visit to another friend of
ours from college. He was delighted J . We talked nonstop and had many a hearty laugh
over some steaming cup of tea. I was back home by 9 and we ordered some domino’s
– what a treat for the taste buds! We chatted about Bangalore, Infy , training
and many other things over dinner. I also learned dad had taken a serious
liking towards pizza and has been ordering home delivery quite often J.
I woke up late and had a small chat
with amma while she made the morning tea. I plunged in to the easy chair with
the day’s Times leaving the TV on. I just love that time in the morning. I
called up all my uncles, aunts and grandma. One of my aunts, Jaya ammayi asked “You
felt suffocated there, didn’t you?”. That was exactly why I came home. She asks
all the right things at the right time and I love her for that. I got a call
from Vivek telling he is coming to town. We met by noon and we felt like I
never went to Blore and it’s been ages since we met, all at the same time. We
are updated by the second about each other, still it felt like a lot of catch
up J to do . When it comes to people
like him, I understand Friendship is truly a blessing. He left with a promise
to come to Chennai soon.
Back home, I and amma came to the
balcony. This is our favourite place in home. We chatted for a while, amma updating me on the latest happenings in our colony. Lying on the balcony swing, I
texted and called up some of my dear friends whom I hold close.I got a message from Kris and I knew exactly why I was gonna feel at home in chennai. God has been kind to me when it comes to friends :) .
I had to attend a function at a
relative’s home in Ottapalam. It had been a while since I met many of them. Although
we had a tough time figuring out where the house was, It was good fun. You feel
a sense of security when you meet many of your relatives, of course when it
comes to the good ones. The high point was that I got to meet Raghu. He came to
my relative’s home and then began the uninterrupted tete-a-tete. We went on and
on about things that mattered and the trivial ones. I shared, asked, sought
advice and confirmed many a things as it is always with him. (My dad says I
keep on saying “Raghubhai” when I talk to him over phone. Even Jai told the
same once). We went to Raghubhai’s home after that. That home has such a
soothing effect. Uncle will always be there in the easy chair with a welcoming smile
calling out to me as he sees me walking towards the door. It is one of those
rare places where I go around like it’s my own home.
On the
way back home, Akhila and I decided we will have food from outside. Dropping
dad home, we went to our usual place but we did not order the usual things. (my
friends who think I keep on ordering the same stuff, I ordered fuyong,
kallummakai and schezuan style chicken! ) It had been a while with us being
busy with our own colleges. We chatted about people only both of us knew and of
things we grew fond of as we grew up. We talked about how much we miss our
colleges and friends and how happy we were to be home. We discussed which all
our cousins got married and who all are yet to take the plunge. We had a great
time discussing how many of our friends took to ‘newer things’ in life and how
much close we went to doing the same.
It is just Saturday night and
I have one more day to go .Can’t wait to know what tomorrow has in store for me J
.
Arun
Babu.
Sathyam para, how much did Vikku, Raghu and Kris pay you to write this? :)
ReplyDeleteAchu, all i would say is there are some things money can't buy! :)
DeleteTotally agree with you :)
ReplyDeleteFor everything else there's Master Card. LOL :)
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