Of the survival of the fittest/ Buddy home hunts/ India’s best autorickshaws /Pajamas in office and massive length blogs…..

A month in this steamy boiler named as Chennai. The heat leaves u all sweaty and wet so you feel cool anyways.

The best part about this wonderful place is that the people around here are very helpful. They are always keen to help you …. much like Mumbai……….. but the only problem is that in Mumbai you understand the language. In Chennai you have to rely on hands heads foot tummy gestures. And the worse part is that the people here actually  don’t let you go until they have made sure that you really have understood the address.

Pranita my dear friend in here wanted a perfect house and her definition of a perfect house was something which would make an Ambani or a Birla proud. The house should not be dingy- it should be spacious the bigger the better/ It should have 2 big bedrooms and a kitchen which should be large enough for 2 people to dance in/ a car parking and a lawn thrown in would be a bonus but guess what Prans is not at all fussy so leave out the lawn so 30 odd flats later Pranita found her dream villa – so what if the bathroom is right inside the kitchen/ so what if the kitchen is so small that you can’t turn arond without bumping half the stuff down from the racks/ so what if the water filter keeps on getting filled up mysteriously…..a deam house is a dream house after all…. the owners dog loves Pranita soooo much and vice versa. I can’t say much cause Pranita is my dear saali who keeps telling me that she will complain to my biwi dearest if i don’t listen to her orders.

The auto rickshaws in Chennai are the best. Where else can you get autos who quote twice the original price to males but half the original price to females….. the prices are slashed down further if the female can make a sorry face. Every auto rickshaw here feels that its his responsibility to pick up a female who makes a sorry face……. and if its afternoon time , then its siesta time for the autorickshaw drivers ” THEY DON’T GET UP AT ALL…..NOT IF YOU OFFER TWICE THE MONEY/NOT IF YOU THREATEN THEM/ PLEAD BEFORE THEM /NOT IF YOU DO ANYTHING”….afternoon siesta’s are heavenly who cares about silly stuff like money.

Then you have special autorickshaws with even special drivers like the one right in front of my office. The driver bargains and haggles with everybody….you quote a price and he will haggle to get a better price for an hour and then when everything is settled he would peacfully walk off and want to rest. YES…REST the driver would go back to his stone and sit down with his paper and continue from where he had left off…”Again” who cares about silly stuff like money… This one likes to have fun.

We have saturdays off and i am new in here..these two facts in combo make up for my most horrible day in office so far…. I was in office on a Saturday…I had decided to work a bit (YES !! IT IS TRUE) …. so up early i brushed and walked into the office with my lappy and in a pajama and tee shirt and my faithful old slippers. Then it all started…people started pouring in ……first one collegue “Ahh, Looks like i have company !!!” I thought, then another collegue ” What is he doing here!!!!!! Its Saturday” , and another ” God !!!!! Why did i come and that too in this attire !!!!!!!!!” and then boss and then the management staff ” I’m dead !!!!!!!!!!”. All this when i was still in my pajama….Some people also walked upto my chair to chat and were shocked to silence  I felt like yelling out loud “MAN ITS A SATURDAY FOR GODS SAKE”    ” PLEASE STOP STARING”  ” WHAT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IS THIS THE FIRST TIME YOU ARE SEEING SOMEONE IN A PAJAMA ????? “…….. but then i thought ” Yessss !!!! Must be so !!!!!!! They are seeing someone in a pajama in the office for the first time” poor me and poor them… I got up thinking that its better to walk off…and trying to put up a brave face i got up and walked in my crumpled pajamas and slippers straight out of the office i felt human again…… though a little stupid but i am human after all !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chennai has been beautiful guys

All thanks to a nutty saali / Some old friends (-1now ) / My mom and my to be better half (phone)/ One senior/ Some juniors………. Its beautiful

And finally  i saw the length of my blogs ” GOD BLESS YOU ALL FOR SURVIVING THE POSTS”

Honestly speaking i would faint twice before reading such lengthy blogs……But then as i said God bless you so keep reading and of course commenting…. and i dont mind if you guys comment more than once…maybe thrice or n number of times