17 April 2020

Chennai - the city that changed my perception. Alas! - the perspiration.

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Since the journey to Chennai was forced upon, it feels like it will take for ever to experience that shortest yet strongest of  bliss.
The never-die aspirations of this optimist have been turned to ashes under the Chennai sun. But still a tiny remote hope lingers that comforts the heart, that a day will come -
when the heart starts to pound but the body doesn't feel a thing,
when the perspiration reaches its peak but the skin feels so soft and perfect ,
when the sun chars the face to black but the heat doesn't get to the head,
when the normally bothering crowd ,its prying eyes and irritating voice, now seem non-existent.
when the impossible confluence of  utter silence in heart and bitter confusion in head becomes possible.
when the strongest of hearts wilts under the strongest of emotions at the pleasantest sight of those enchanting, en-capturing and incapacitating eyes,
when the most painful thing happens and is still undermined by the most beautiful of the bliss.
when the body is stirred by the flow of the overflowing happiness,
when the body is teleported to inexpressibly beautiful lands, unlike the hapless land of Chennai.

And all these  in 'the most difficult of conditions', 'in the suburbs of the the ever scorching Chennai'!!??!!

Yes most of you are right, Its not optimism.Its stupidity.
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These words crawled my head and moved my hands one weekend when I was sitting in my office desk, thinking what Chennai had to offer me.

Now when I am back in Hyderabad, a month since my return from Chennai.. I think..

The sun, the sweat, the water have followed me all the way showing me that this place is not much different in that regard. It was my perception that drove me to believe that Chennai was the  All that's changed is the people around me and the changes, momentary or permanent, they bring into me. All that's amiss is the love offered to me and the love demanded of me. All that's changed is the emotions that the people and conditions invoked.

When I ask myself if what happened to me was really as bad a thing or if it was as good as my optimism spoke?  The answer is both Yes and No. The answer is that - it gave me experiences that I would have not got otherwise, it gave me wisdom of enormous proportions and  memories that churn my heart with love, affection and pain. It was a privilege and a liability all at the same time. I choose to embrace the truth that on a longer run time leaves behind  only good memories and takes with it all the bruises and hardships endured in the arduous journey.

In the moment of my return I felt the same thing as when I embarked - " The journey is being forced upon me.."
The difference being that time I have the confidence that I was going to the place which high and dry supports me  in all - Home, indeed sweet home.

Life is Journey* indeed. Chennai was a sojourn that was the most efficient shortcut possible to teach about life.

- Srikanth dairies,  September 2013.