Rain Rain Go Away....

Got a few minutes to chill out. So thought would write a blog on the travails of driving (riding) in the water-infested roads of Chennai. Chennai, the hot tropical metro where there are no winters. There are only summers, which are described as hot, hotter and hottest. LOL.

The cyclone that has showered its love on the city was supposed to have moved on to AP. But my guess is that the rains (much needed) are here to stay, atleast for a short while. Rain or no rain, a person like me has to face the trecherous roads and reach office on time. Riding a bike in Chennai is like trying to play a guessing game every second. You need to remember each and every pothole on the road and try not to fall into any of the miniature manholes.

Today, I stepped into the Adyar river when I came out of my bulding. The strong currents threatened to submerge my bike. I braved the waters and turned towards Kotturpuram. Then the ordeal started. I heard myself saying, Water water everywhere....

Reached office a bit late. The Madam asked me, why are you late? I said, Miss Miss, it was raining heavily. Thats y. She put on her sternest face and said, Oh! these rains. I smirked under my terrified-acting-veneer and gave a half-smile. Had to....

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  1. Anonymous2:36 PM

    did she mark you the attendence? :D

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