A secret that even I wasn’t aware of, until this evening.
I took sonny out for a small walk, with my lovely co-sis and her son. A simple visit to the shoe-shop. And I couldn’t handle it! I just couldn’t.
The roads were TERRIBLY busy. Swarms of crowds everywhere. Incessant traffic. And the awfully sultry weather. Sonny and I are so used to pushing around his pram that walking – under these circumstances – was an ordeal.
And just as we finished our expedition, a stray dog came up to us. Yeah, he really did, and kept circling us for a few minutes. I was dumb-struck. Because I didn’t KNOW what to say! Must I say ‘Shush…go away’ or must I say ‘Shoo..po po (meaning Go!), or must I throw a stone? Must I carry my little boy? Or must I just pray!! I seriously didn’t know.
Because its been 4 years since I saw a stray animal! Or since I walked on a one-foot-high footpath, that wasn’t even continuous along the side of the road.
Coming home to Chennai is like coming home to Chaos. The same ubiquitous organized chaos, in which I have spent all my life.
And I realised, that unfortunately, in the last 4 years, I’ve become a stranger in my own hometown!
P.S: Which is why I am on a tiny blog break. Life is just tooooooooooo busy out here!