Hindu’s, Muslim’s whatever be the religion be, right to talk is part of our country’s vein. You can write, draw a picture, comment even about our prime minister. Alas, when few cruel people didn’t want Rushdie to come in to India, we have unitedly closed the doors for the Booker prize winner.

I am not for or against any religion, I am boldly against the denial of Right to information, right to speech. Let us talk, let us write straight from the heart.

When the world has surpassed the Free trade Agreement physically. Some one from the west cries out loud about the electronic piracy and IP rights. Wiki and few other websites shutdown their systems for a while and there isn’t a data to monitor the effect. But I believe there would be millions who have been denied information rights on that day.

If at all wikipedia has positioned itself as a paid website where you only get information at a cost? If every search costs you 50 paise in google? They have made information free of cost and monitoring them is like offering a binocular to a man who sits in a space craft.

Indian government also came down heavily on google saying that its web pages lead to content which are non permissible. I dont buy all these points. When it comes to internet, good, bad, worse- we have it all.

Preventing piracy and electronic IP isn’t gonna happen, but if these laws are implemented there would be denial of information and we all will be forced back to the stone age.

My grandma said “when You are completely wet, why the hell do You need an umbrella”.

I believe it too, when You know You cant stop it, why don’t You just enjoy and have fun Mr.Rep. Lamar Smith?

Pammal to poonamalle drive was driving me crazy with roller coaster roads.My gals were yawning and letting themselves slip to a doze. My initial plans to take lunch in poonamalle was revised, hearing the back seat snores. I lost all the little excitement crossing poonamalle. Man, for this kinda traffic You should have an overbridge there.

I checked google maps if I was right on track, but my mobile refused to get connected saying that there isn’t a connection at all. I dialed airtel Cus care to know that it will not work for the next 4 years. I bothered to tell her what is the purpose? I would have reached yelagiri and had a cup of tea or a beer for that matter.

An hour’s drive and I wanted a petrol bunk and a motel together, so that I need not park twice. Oops ! . I somehow convinced myself finding a hotel near a bunk. Gotcha, I fed my santro full tank and checked her legs for air. Woodlands was the hotel name and their exteriors were bigger than the hotel itself. My wife was upset when the waiter said “only meals sir”. Somehow she convinced him to bring chappathis and as usual I preferred full meals. I am sure Swallowed is not what I did. I was washing my hands, still confused which one I ate was sambar and which one was rasam.

It was usual to pay tolls, but was unusual to find dents here and there even in the tolled highway. But for that, accelerating at 130 – 140 km is something every driver will enjoy and so did I. After crossing Vaniyambadi, sign board asked us to deviate from highways to a road which should be between a single and a double road. A bus and a car fill definitely fill the road.

A Tea / coffee shop was inviting for me. Parked there for a while and filled my darling’s tummies with boost, tea and a pack of biscuit. Tea shop owner said “7 kms from there and 14kms uphill You will reach Yelagiri”. We hit the roads discussing that how big a hill was Ooty ( we lived there for 2.5 years) compared to yelagiri. Was surprised to see modern pillows being sold on the sides of the roads, say some 6 – 7 shops.

My daughter was wondering which one of the visible hills was Yelagiri. I was a lot confused on how to explain her all of them are. My wife started praying Gods not to vomit and as usual began counting ‘one crossed’ on the first hairpin bend. 14 bends and Govt have named them with 14 erstwhile poets, 2 of them whom I haven’t heard about. This is also a 1.5 kinda road but with very less traffic. Unlike coonoor the roads were well fenced and were clearly visible.

We jumped of at a spot where we can park our car and took some time to take snaps. Think there are only two or three places where we can park over. Bikers never mind. “Monkeys, Monkeys” yelled both of my kids reminding of the same words I used to yell and some time back was yelled at. I repeated to myself “Mr.Bala, the manager please get down here and catch a bus back to Chennai, Bala the husband and the father please drive uphill”. I was crossing the board sign ‘welcome to yelagiri – State Bank of India’. Bang hit something on my brain, “OMG there is only one ATM in the hill and crowded days there is a biigggggggg queue, to add turmoil to that my hotel is against plastic cards”. I was driving towards my ATM, while pondering alternate ways like fund transferring to the hotels account in a browsing centre and kinda stuff.

ALAS ! SBI ATM, didn’t carry a ‘machine broke down / No cash’ board, zoom went I and filled my wallet with few thousands. I have never filled so much cash for a long while, long live plastic cards. I thought I would break few cards if I sit with the bulgy wallet, hence took the even more risky option ‘handover the wallet to my wife’.

Just when we crossed the main doors of hotel landmark, “kids park ! kids park ! shouted my elder one“, I wonder how kids are able to see what they want however smaller, however farther they are. Check-in formalities were over in a minute or two. French fries for both of them, coffee and tea for us. Kids area is where the whole evening was spent. “Another 2 years and I need not escort our second kid too”, I convinced my wife.

We preferred room order for the buffet. Just when we were about to go to bed, they ran an open theatre here with a warming campfire. Climate was against my expectation, so cool. My daughter asked if we can go to theatre and enjoy the movie. I said “why not, we will have fun”. When the campfire started hovering, we moved to our rooms leaving the movie half way. Who minds that anyway?

Morning, began in the children’s park again. Buffet breakfast, we let idli’s, dosa’s, pongal, vada and a cup of tea pour in. Being a pongal day, home minister preferred Murugan temple for boat house. The small hill was just about 100 metres near our hotel. We said hi to Murugan and his brother to begin the day with.

Boat house- post following all the ritual queue formalities we hired a row boat for 10 minutes. I don’t hire a boat more than that because in 10 minutes you get bored and the rest of the time people will make their boat stall in the water not knowing what to do.

Fish fry 20 rupees, Archu said “Good fish”, “good or bad buy it” I said after checking the cleanliness part. Park inside the boat house was not much different from the Hotel’s. But they played another 30 minutes there. Lunch time. We took a decent road side hotel to complete that formality. What is good about Yelagiri is that you travel just a km or two to see spots.

My second daughter’s time to sleep, but she refused to and cried. We drove back to the hotel and all three slept for 2 hours. Thought, yesterday’s late night sleep might be the reason behind. We started by four to the nature park. Archu and I would have been wet in the artificial falls if at all we were there before 2 hours. Green grass, we let them rock and roll. Me and Sumi, had some time to chat.

We settled down for curd rice, which was so good the previous night and considering that we have taken enough of the living things day in and out. Late night campfire accompanied by Vettaikaran. Good day too. Climate was so chill, that I enjoyed roaming on the lawns.

“Appa, why don’t we take a home here and join a school here itself?, should we really go tomorrow?” I expected that, the next day and started briefing her why that is not possible. 8.30 was the time we were awake. Post breakfast, we waved goodbye to Yelagiri and zoom started my car towards Chennai. I even, was not in a mood to leave this climate, but all that was convincing was that the next day was a holiday.

My wife and daughter said they were so happy and relaxed and wanna make a trip again in term holidays. I touched my wallet to find that it was very lean and compact now. ALL IS SO WELL.

Are they trying to make a baby or manufacture a machine? and only god knows why an IIT’an. Think better the degree the guy has the better will they pay them.I was wondering if Scientists / engineers / doctors who will get better rates.

Instead of manufacturing, I would advice the couple to go an IIT and conduct an interview and hire the best one, to work as their prestigious son.

BTW the way the teens dress, their attitude, man ; I must admit I got pretty old. I see that boys are manly and gals are too.

The way the gals love their drink, sounds more than the music. Cant resist joining the party, but lonely is not a way to be in a rocking pub and tat too on a saturday evening.

How can you drive a scooty asks a teen to a toon “after three rounds of vodka”.

I was rushing outside the entrance wishing not to hear the response.

First three are coins – 1 paise, 2 paise and 3 paise manufactured in the year 1964.

fourth is the roofing, fifth is the iron suitcase, sixth is the gigantic door.

7th 8th and 9th are olden days mixer grinders and grinders for various products.

old camera

If at all she wanted to go she wanted to go with her mummy or me. She wanted me to be in her vicinity. She wanted me to hear when she cried aloud. She wanted me to join when she plays. All that she wanted was atleast ME.

I lied her first time in my life “darling I will wait outside your classroom”. She cried “papa please dont leave”. I have kept her so comfortable that I have never forced her in to anything. This being the first, she is reluctant. Her class teacher comforted that she will take good care of my queen. But who can replace me or my wife??

I was confused myself. Do I want to leave her or do I want to take her home? AAL IZ WELL