From Time immemorial, from the times when giants ruled
earth, when titans waged war with gods, when pangaea was world map, when stone
formed and sand was yet to (kal thondri mann thondraa time u see )gils and
kodumais have an ongoing tussle, across generations, rebirths and locations.
Especially with the concept of transport and any mode associated with it. My
chronicles of kodumai at airports across the globe has been polambified and
documented to the extent possible in this space. Recent addition is road
transport.
Akin to the relation between transfer and honest IAS
officers, I get shunted to all buildings across Chennai to Pondicherry in the
name of Project ODC’s. This time it’s the turn of Perumbakkam which is right in
the middle of all long traffic signals and bottleneck junction capital of the
world. Since I am pretty much new to any place outside of my doorstep, I took
googlaandavar’s advice and boarded the bus, which was one of the many I need to
take, in the break journey suggested, as the quickest, of all the 2 routes. The
very first day I managed to board the right bus at the first attempt itself,
which in itself called for a kedavetti pongal keeping level of celebration.
There were about a hundred bus stops, each having literally no remarkable
landmark associated and every single one of them had their name board plastered
with some veena pona political parties poster, that too half torn,
strategically hiding the first part of the location name. If the place is
karapakkam, you would only see the “pakkam” portion and kara would be as clearly
hidden as Supergirl in her reporter routine. For a place which is never near
any place worth living or going, surprisingly every single one of the
stops/places have been named as “pakkam”!!! Pakkam for pakkathu oor may be, but
definitely long thoooram for guileless gullible gils. After crossing countably
finite number of such bus stops I was kind of confused whether my stopping has
crossed or yet to come. Asked one saga passenger who was wearing name tag of my
company. He gave me that “yaamirukka bayamen” pose and asked me to get down
along with him as he is also going to same company. Thanking my lucky star
(angeye yosichiruka venaam..bulbu nu..hmmm) I got down and asked him
“neenga epolenthu ELCOT la working?”
“Naan ELCOT enga working Torapakkam boss”
“ada pakki appo ithu ELCOT stopping ilia”
“Illa boss..neenga angayaa ponum? Naan intha office
nenachen”
“Un nenapula theeya vaika..innum evlo thooram ponum?”
“Don’t worry..the bus from which u got down is lot
frequent..wait for same one..its just another 4 to 5 stops away”
“Four a Five a?”
“Five nenakren..ketukonga”
Oru vazhia managed to reach office, exactly 1.5 hrs later.
Namma neram..seekram kelambinaalum ipdi aaguthay nu, next day was pretty
convinced and took the second route which was from my place direct to my
destination. Was hyper alert like gabtun chasing baakistan theeviravathi and
was watching the route all along with google maps turned on. Just in case the
bus had break down or probably more to see if driver knew the route. It went
via VGP, MGM and only place I didn’t see was kishkinta and maayajaal. Finally
he reached shozhinganallur where the guy who got ticket for ELCOT suddenly got
down from the bus in the turning and asked me as well. He said there was no
proper bus stop for that place and we both got down in signal. He started
walking in what I felt was opposite direction and asked him
“ELCOT back entrance routea ithu? Differenta irukkay intha
road”
“neenga angaya ponum?”
“adapaavi..apo idhu entha area?”
“Naan en company aalu neenga nenachen..enga office perum
elcot thaan..ingenthu ELCOT 2.5 km aachay epdi poveenga?”
“ada naadhari payalay..naan paatuka sivanay nu thaanada
vanthen..eraki vittutu ipo kelvi veraya” nu manasaara vazhthittu again podi
nadaiya nadai kattified.
Naaliku enna aagapogutho. Ipovay kanna katutthay. Onnu
uruthi..entha oor entha jilla ku ponaalum..intha kodumai nammala vidaatha
karuppa thodaruthu..avvvvvvvv.
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Unga BMW servicukku poirukka ?? :)