This time, as I had been to Chennai after Diwali, on a state visit to survey the flood affected areas, I realised Chennai had not been under such rains for quite long now. The well in our house was over flowing...this is the first time in four years that I am seeing water in the well[not that, there was water 4 years back - there was no well before 4 years!].

To add, as I say, "T.Rajendar to Ramarajan" sort of issues, there was no power for the two days that I was in Chennai and I was denied the comfort of good food with the Idiot box...As the days were perpetualy like twilight times, the one thing that was most sought after atleast in Mambalam area[I dont know about other areas], was Candles...There was virtually, no candles in all of Mambalam area. I understand you asking why not go to Ranganathan street...but, who will wade through the water there...there are people who did that, as I finally found out, but I preferred the comfort of the two wheeler to foot!

Searched for candles in the entire West Mambalam area to find none, then started searching for in the Saidapet area- I mean the West Saidapet..Its amazing to see that, even when people know that, the candles are in short supply, there was no price hikes...I bought the candles for the same price that was printed on the cover..Infact, I bought 4 pockets, so the shopkeeper made a special concession on the marker price too!:)

But the highlight was an accident and bad bruises on my hands and body on this visit...All because, of one lodaaku Kinetic Honda and a rain drenched street...fell flat on side and had a good scratch in the elbow...the Kinetic just dragged me along for some distance and had a deep bruise...I was able to see the bleeding itself only the next day morning, as this happened the night before!

The highlight was the game that I happen to play with my uncle's kids there...one is a grown up kid and another a naive, adamant youngster...they started playing cricket and the younger one, was all demanding more and more..he would only bat, would not bowl, would not field- but the way, the elder one took all that and still played her part of the game was really something surprising...then I realised isnt it, that way with almost all of us?

Dont we generally, agree to anything that a kid says- any demand that a kid makes? Why do we do so? Do we just start competing with the kid?..then, what is the whole purpose of being grown up and matured?- whatever, this adjusting mentality is what I find lacking with many grown-ups(including me!)- I am not meaning adjusting with the kid..I mean, adjusting with other adults!:P