Me back from Dubai, moving too quickly to Chennai. Wonder what more reasons a human being can think of while dropping papers in a company he/she is employed with. I said my spouse found a job there, my manager gives me a strange look,smiles to himself and then says “good na, you can stay more hours in office or go onsite with no reasons to come back for some time” :0 REASONS!!


Last week, I hear the noise of ambulances speeding away in the main road close to office,continuously. Wondering why so many ambulances in a row, I got up and walked up to the reception. Then my aunt calls up from a small place in tamilnadu around kanyakumari called “agasthiswaram” and asks ” Are you guys safe?” . I didnt know what to say, I asked her “en chithi? enachu” , she says ” there are 6 blasts in Bangalore”. She saw the news of blasts as flash news in sun TV. It was then I realised whats happening around me. Calls came pouring in for all collegues from near and dear asking about where they were.(Friday – where else, in office only!) We guys sit inside big buildings, in front of the desktop/laptop , engrossed in work, quite forget what’s happening outside, whether its raining or if it is day or night . Had my aunt not called, I wouldnt be informed of all this. Are we becoming insane ? 😦 DUNNO


Weekend in Chennai, that too in a not so hot time of the year? What more can u ask for. Majority of my friends are in chennai, thats another excuse. I simply love chennai for all it has – the weather, the people.It comes as a close second to my native place! Where are the house rents heading in chennai??? I seriously dunno. A simple home (600-700 sq ft) costs 10,000 to 12,000 bucks.And it isnt furnished mind u. I have no clue how we are going to find a home. Any help/suggestions welcome.


My kiddo is in LKG now. Here are some of his conversations

Me: Dai A, homework panna vada 

A: Vara matain. Kai valikum. (Note: He’s has to write around 5 ‘A’s or ‘1’s)

To My Dad(who has fractured his wrist): Thaatha, entha nai ungala kadichuthu? Neenga enna paninga atha??


🙂 bye for now


Everytime I visit a new place, I never bring with me the description and the ideas of people who have visited that place earlier. I like to see it fresh, and everything I see should be new to me I feel. So I restrain from asking people advices/tips before leaving to a new country. So this time its Dubai 🙂

Different – This is one word that comes to my mind when I saw Dubai for the first time. The people have a great mix – I mean it being cosmopolitan in the true sense. People from India, Pakistan, Bangladesh,Lanka, all over europe,south east asian countries and of course our dear China 🙂 (I was baffled looking at their population in the United States).

Lets start from weather – its HOT! However since the major part of our time is spent at office/home/car where all these are air conditioned. Food – You get anything and everything in the world here, like anjappar,saravana bhavan,sangeeta,udupi,vasanta bhavan,sukh sagar… u name it – its available here! 🙂  People are indeed independant and friendly dont find anything strange out here when compared to India.

Now to more personal reflections …..This morning I was making a cup-a coffee for me in the office cafe. Someone was in queue behind me, I could sense that, so speeded up the preparation. Immediately that person asked me “Kerala …?” I am like ” I’m sorry ?”. He says “kerala….?” again. I told him “Are you asking me if I am from Kerala?  Well no”. Then this gentleman says ” I thought Kerala” .. Oops what am I to infer from that. Highly emb..

Then he asked “then ..?” I said ” what?” He says “where in India”. Now I sensed he wasnt comfortable conversing in English, so I said “I am from TamilNadu”. He said “oh thamizha ?” 🙂 I guess a tamizhian feels immense joy in meeting a fellow tamizhian outside India!! Then he said he has come here on some subcontract and helps people scan documents and file it, and also said he is froma remote place near Tanjore. Nice!

Doesnt really apply only to tamizhians,I guess – I found people rejoicing at the sight of Indians in foreign countries before. Anyways lets conclude people sense a special comfort amongst their race/creed..

I wanted to pen about 2 incidents that happened today . The one above is the first and the second is during the lunch time. A woman clad in a burkah (or purdah) came from behind and asked me if she could occupy the chair next to me. I said “oh sure”. She must be from UAE I guessed looking at her. She asked me “you from India” – again!! 🙂 I said “yes,Bangalore” (remembering the tip from the previous incident) she said “wow I love India…. Do you like Dubai??” I said “Thats really nice. Yup, I seem to like Dubai”. Then again she asked “first time Dubai” and quickly said she was more comfortable in Arabic or Hindi than English. Then she continued in Hindi. She said she works for the customer care division. Hmm good to have lunch with someone who doesnt crib about the SQL query they wrote which didnt provide the result he wanted or someone who weighs the pros and cons of Oracle Fusion between gulps of food.

Then she went onto “Indian Mehndi, Hyderabadi biriyani” then she asked me married ? I smiled in return. She said she is married and has 5 children (2 girls and 3 boys). I thot for a while and asked her since when are u married.. she said 2000!! Wow- that is surely a good number of children in 8 years! Cant imagine the amount of patience she must be having to manage a mini-nursery!

Then she said “We were born and brought up here in UAE, and that she was originally from Ajman. Then went on saying, there was a time when anything we wanted, our parents used to go to India to buy that and come back and she also asked me if you still use those big 500 rupee notes..”. I was’nt sure if that big 500 rupee note is the one still in practice or those R-E-A-L-L-Y wide notes used in the 50 and 60s. I smiled for this too. We chit chatted for some more time and then got up to leave.

She gave me a little hug and said “come again to Dubai”. I was dumbfounded, man -what a nice thing to say to a visitor!!!

Thanks to Dubai for the hospitality. I will be back sometime.

Varta…. (thats will be back soon in tamizh)














Boarded the bus that takes passengers to the aircraft. Once we reached the hanger where the ATR crafts were kept(or can I say parked ??), we were asked to stay in the bus itself for the next 40 mts, stating that our baggages havent arrived from the airport 😦 So people got down stood next to those noisy ATR aircrafts and took pictures!! Please… I picked a snap of an Indigo ATR craft standing next to the Kingfisher -Deccan flight I was supposed to board. I felt humiliated when my son asked me to show him the picture of the “helicopter” again when I showed him the snap, later that day!! :O

Finally the baggages arrived, and we were bound to Madurai by 8.45 after the long wait for our sequence to take off!! Landed in Madurai, went home, and had a good sleep for an hour – made it up for having woken up so early that day.  Happy saturday and Sunday.

Monday Morning!! 😦 Yuck!! How I hate a day when I have to return from Madurai to the daily grind of office & home in Bangalore. Wish I was little and stayed with mom and dad all life !! Anyways, coming to the point, I left home around 6.40 to board the flight at 8 am.

When I was there for check in the “deccan” girl at the counter gave me a smile and said ,” I’m afraid its gonna take more time ma’am.. ” NO!! Not again..  I had breakfast, finished that month’s issue of Goodhousekeeping, the weekly India today and got bored and picked up Paulo’s Brida at the airport bookstore. Pages were moved, time was flying -no news of boarding. It was 10 am , I got up and asked “how much will you refund me if I am cancelling my ticket now??” to the same girl. She smiled 🙂 and said 100%. I said go ahead and cancel. She took 20 mts to do that and I lost patience and asked her “how much more time do u need for a simple cancellation?” She smiled again 😦 (God only knows why??? )”Ma’am your flight has landed, it will be ready for departure in 10 mts”. I asked her “so u cancelled my ticket?” she said “No!” – God Bless!! Then I quickly boarded and reached bangalore at 12 noon.

Now comes the worst part, how do i get home and then go to office? Its more the 55 kms from my home!!!!! Gave my manager a call and explained the sitn in brief. Someone had sent me an email talking of airport to city – shuttle. I enquired and quickly boarded a volvo bus with a whopping 150 bucks taken away.  Hey u guys build an airport so far away , why should I pay so much for the conveyance man, isnt all this included in that nasty airfare???  The bus started at 1 and by the time it reached my place it was 3 pm. Only God can save people from Bangalore traffic. The worst in the world I’d proudly say.

I called up office, said I’m on leave and went to sleep. 🙂

So total expenses that day was  :

Airfare -2700

Airport expenses(snacks,books) – 500

Volvo bus ticket – 150

Thats a total of 3350 bucks !!!!!

If I had taken the train/bus the previous night i would have reached bangalore latest by 7 am and would have headed to office at 9 as usual.. This is my last venture with Deccan – That I can promise. And for BIAL – unless its for a trip abroad – I am never visiting you again !!!






Last weekend I had planned a trip to Madurai. Deccan flies to Madurai twice a day , once in the morning around 6.55and another in the evening at 5.30. I had booked tickets by the morning flight on Saturday to Madurai and for the return from Madurai I had chosen the morning flight from madurai at 9 am.

I booked my tickets on the auspicious day of May 23rd, no knowing that all flights from Bangalore would depart from the new Bangalore International Airport(BIAL) from that night around 1 am onwards. Once I booked I got an sms saying your flight will depart from Devanahalli airport at 6.55 am tomorrow. What???????!!!! Not from HAL, I thought this BIAL thing came into existence post May only!!

Then started the saga. I had a long Friday and retired home around 10pm from office. Had’nt packed anything so packed a small bag of my stuff and went to bed! I set the alarm for 3.30am! I was scared by my friends and family that this BIAL existed in a place around 35 kms from the city. That means from city limits, and I live somewhere towards the south of the city – so guess how many kms that would be!!  All set for the journey on bike, I dozed off to sleep.

Tring.. Alarm sounded, as usual snoozed it and dozed. It rang agani in the next 5 minutes and then I realised the hectic travel I had to experiment in the next half hour. So woke up, brushed and thought for a moment about a bath. Oh come on I’m gonna be in Madurai in the next few hours and I can have a long bath 🙂 at my fav.bathroom at home. Dressed up, grabbed that Jerkin and scarf to protect me.

Woke him(the person who has been lucky enough to marry me) up and said lets go. He took a while to get dressed up and we left home at 4.15 sharp. The journey on the bike at this wee hour we were discussing. We were wrong, it wasnt that wee in Bangalore, saw a lot of people returning from their BPO shifts and some early takers for bus services all our way.

Successfully reached Devanahalli – bid a big bye to him and said – Drive safe – you are going back alone (as if I am the biggest guardian around). Then checked in and sat in the waiting hall before the deccan counter. I saw the schedule IPTV display, bad – it indicated all flight till 6.25 am only. I thought it might be a list and will have refresh soon. But it never did- another way to alarm me – lady its not gonna work out as u planned.

I hadnt picked up any book to read in the hurry, so went to a bookstand(Crossword I guess). The salesman gave me the stupidest smile ever 😛 saying “Ma’am you can see the books on display, but the billing counter hasnt started operation” . I wanted to ask him few questions but kept my cool and walked to the coffee day next.

They had a breakfast menu – Idlis!! 🙂 80- bucks for 2 idlis,some cold coconut chutney(so many C’s). Darn.. But okay – t’would help me as this Godforsaken Deccan doesnt serve decent breakfast on board. So breakfast at 6.30am!! 20 bucks for water. Swish 100 bucks gone in a jiffy.  I decided not to have my morning coffee here. Let me land in Madurai and help myself with the caffeine!! 🙂

7am they called for boarding! Happily I walked to the terminal..

To be contd.

Hello folks! Welcome to my niche in the blog world! Well while creating this blog, I tried around 12 or 13 times to give it a nice name. And for my luck, wordpress kept on saying this name has already been taken 😦 So I heaved “aiyaiyo” thats “oh no or a sigh in tamil” then typed the same thing and there I got a confirmation that my blog is created. So the point is I created a blog, what if its got a dumb name ??? What it contains matters right? And does aiyaiyo sound that bad –Naah!

 Keep coming and read whats gonna feature here…