back to the roots

Packing is an art ..especially if you are carrying back too many things .And I need to master this art .I managed to survive this and also the 14 hours flight to Hong kong and 8 hours waiting time in Singapore airport. The 14 hours trip wasnt fun but the 8 hours stay in singapore was .I got to make friends with 2 guys ; 1 was going to Australia to do his masters and the other was returning back to India . Then I took a 2 hours guided tour of Singapore . Initially I thought of meeting the fellow bloggers but realise that since it was unplanned , I could end up screwing up too many things .The tour was real fun especially because I got to talk to some polish travellers who couldnt understand what I was saying nor could I understand what they were saying .I also managed to talk to the cute lady in the information kiosk in airport . We talked for 40 odd minutes about nothing in particular and bid her bye with a heavy heart ..but I was more excited to get back home. I guess everyone in the plane was equally excited because after the plane landed in Chennai and while it was being taxied to the terminal , most of the passengers stood and started walking towards the door . The air hostesses were terrified and tried to make these people sit .This only made things more chaos and the plane looked like a local Chennai public bus :-) .

I rushed back home and played with my niece and hogged idlies and curd rice. trust me , even curd rice tasted heavenly .I had planned to take a vacation and so spend the first day In chennai lazying around . I met few friends .I enjoyed the ride in my bike and also the informal bike race between the traffic signals . have you guys tried this ? racing with a unknown bike rider to the next traffic light ? And when your destination is no longer in the same route , you acknowledge each other's sportmanship with a wave ? man..it feels good to do all these things and ending up parking your bike right under the "no parking" board :-) .

All this came to an end when I was watching one of those (hilarious ) dumb phone and request a song program on TV .I got a call from office and was asked to move my a$$ to bengalooru .I rushed back ..and here I am trying to meet new impossible deadlines :-) .