well this my first travel diary..
exams were fast approching,and as usual and i was far behind record,so i planned a trip to the temple so thar God could shower his blessings on me to do my tests with some amount of confidence,
but god as he always is told me that nothing will come without work
undaunted byt the reality of the above statement,
i chose the age old parthasarathy temple at triplicane also known as thiruallikenei which means the sacred lotus tank,the temple being famous for it.
the pathasarathy temple(guys don't mind the historical background) was built by aking named Sumathy who i think is a pallava king
anyway who cares about the ing it is only the temple he built which still remains,it find mention in the travelogue of a greek traveller's name whom i don't remember
i caught the 4:00 clock bus from my house
a bus with more population density than mumbai,
i had to stand out the whole 45 minute journey,but the result i got dropped off opposite the famed marina with it's eternal breeze striking the indo saracenic architecture on beach road
the temple with its' close proximity is situated about a five minute wlk from the beach front,built fully in stone a spectacular sight indeed ,but my mind turned to the illit neighbourhood with all its exclusive "ondu kuduthananam" which means four families live where there is space for 2 persons to live.
such feeling made me think that i was in some kind of scorsese movies only that i could find no robert deniro walking by my side.
i was almost suffocating that i thought i should join the governmenet and should do sumthing abt this,but then i was here for a diffrent purpose,
as krisha says "know ur purpose"in the BG,which direectly brings me back to the temple
a peculiar one ,the largest vaishanavite shrine in and around oldtime madras, krishan sports a mush and is ridden by arrows after the 18 day war...
tired indeed he stands with his family
i couldn't worship the main deity as it was the pious month of marghazi and main dieties could be worshipped only in the early mornings
i completely forgot what i cmae for and wished for sumthing else which i realised only when i came out of the temple
it always happens with god
he makes u think in a way which i can never type it out on the computer
i returned to focussing my thots on the half yeary when i senior citizen stated to complain in my ears abt the incompetency in the transport, imagine being lectured on a full bus
the half yearlys again loomed into my mind whenever the bus went past a stationary shop
maybe i was being over reactive to my surroundings
but that's the way iam
-Satyeki
that's my new pseudonym
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