Out of city

The day starts with not that hot to travel out of city to the village of my mom’s aunty. After half the way with heavy traffic of heavy vehicle (this is commonly notable in IT corridor, ones Old Mahabalipuram road), first we visit the Murugar temple in Thiruporur the one I visited in last December. This time also seated near a good view at tank that has shortage in water compare to last time. It was not at all surprise that filled lake was totally dry in the 42 degree Celsius temperature this summer. Spending few minutes and tasting the pure buffalo milk… what a great drink it was after long times of drinking packed milk from shop, in mom’s aunty house we headed to joyful place, the fields.

That’s one of a pleasant place it was in our world. From the polluted and always noisy days in city, just relaxing under the clam and cool wind giving large mango tree, surrounded by green field and breeze of village is welfare. Eating Palmyra fruit, tender water by passing time with cousins, finishes the lunch under the tree with cousins, mom, and dad. But the only missing joy was, wetting the foot in the canal of the pump set water (like last summer), due to electric cut. Thanks to my power chair that makes me to move around the village, which was a small expectation for long… today it gives a big excitement that would be unforgettable. Had a free ride in the evening on the dry lake with cousin. The sun was to set behind us the place gives me a enjoy mood as the group of sheep’s arrive and buffalos bathing in small stayed waters.

Breaking the empty small shells on the lake was fun u see. The sounds from it was very different, we went near the lake water, which has big fishes. While seeing the sun, the dry lake and groups of sheep’s it took to me the Veyyilodu Vilaiyadi song from film Veyyil. Its disappoint that the electric came just before we leaving, so coulden’t enjoy in water. Village people were seeing my chair with differ, but there was a feel that day-by-day the village is losing its nature. Concrete houses, high compounds and fencing lands, which could see as concrete floors soon, gives me a thought how much days are this place looks like as it be now and when the agriculture lands loses to the industries there is nothing like development kills the nature. Mind craves to spent some more times there, but can’t as it was 6 at evening, driving on the traffic road, that too in dark is hard to dad.