Traveling is good, and when its drizzling is wonderful. My therapist call to say he would be coming morning and we had a plan of traveling outskirt, so told him let he make it earlier thus there won’t be delay in our traveling and get home at least by late evening. In-between mom calls her aunt in chengalpattu (a town 50km away from Chennai) that we are coming to lunch. Somehow they got some destination and I get to travel, out in pleasant drizzling. Any how he dint came at all until 11.30, so we droved! Usually I go with cousin, mom and dad in the maruti 800, as it feasible alone, but after getting a SUV in pursuit, it was wish to go out with our grandparent and cousins in the vehicle of enough spaces. We took the OMR, which is facelift to sufficient smooth drive; digest to the rough drive we experience in past. When going with family they usually want to visit temples on our way, so they stopped at the tiruporur murugan temple. It was untimed to gate closed and moved getting few snaps of the temple tank. Its something always filled with water, and unconditionally every year we come across this temple.
I love riding on the stretch between thiruporur and chengalpattu, known locally as thiruporur kootroad (combined road), is well mix of forest, villages and fields, to much greener remain near Chennai. Last time I was get to capture more monkeys on the way, but due to drizzle and rain they are invisible that day. It was something we could provide to our grandfather is taking him to his old home. The village we come across was my grandpa’s native, and it was such opportunity for us taking him there and it was anything he could exist to remember and to meet his neighbors. It was the picture at top was his home, which wasn’t maintained properly and yet to destruction. I remember climbing on the window bar, sitting on the gate way and seeing more old pots been arranged inside the rooms and large backyard. Ones we followed our grandpa into the village through single foot path which leads to grass floors and cross a pond of feet water to get some plants from field. It was the time I could wander on my own, and grandpa was more active and aunt was unmarred its fun get to village and rarely we come to this home, most often we visit grandpa’s sister home.
The newly built toll plaza in Perungudi is yet to activate soon
From there came to grandpa’s traditional deity temple on the way, and it was empty as usually. The paddies around the temple are tender to grow and evergreen in color. Along the way there was fields and cattle to come across and it was dad’s first attempt on a SUV - Scorpio, so this travel helps him getting comfort drive on this not busy road to practice more. It was by 3.pm we having lunch at grandma’s home – as she was my mom’s aunt and retired teacher, who could remember her retirement post here. There were many changes, and to my favorite place of then vacations is always in my memories and more residents where exist and bright colored homes to charm this recently. They live in suburb of the town and it’s the spaces and freeness as kids we rejoice come here and also playing with cousins. Some more on the travel will continue as part of another post.
