At last I decided to have something on the Internet from my mind. I have been using Internet for 9 years and never thought of having some thing to share thru internet
After wandering around six/seven years, I came back to Kerala, because it is my home – the only home. Many people in the world believe they can have only one home -their real (original) home. Many others believe that home is where one can be more comfortable.. Home is above.. above.. always above… Only when they reach Everest they stop looking for a home.. “ ooo I reached here at last.!!! This is my home.” Fortunately my wife is not like them. So I could return.
Living in the Capital city is not so simple. House rents are going up! Land prices are steeping. Roads are getting wider and plain, after swallowing the nearby trees. Roads are unbearably hot during summer… congested with private cars – Innova, Lancer, Corolla, Ford Ikon etc etc. Public transport is still a tough area during peak hours. Public schools, especially boy’s high schools are loosing the quality. Private schools are sprouting! Charging fees in several thousands per year for even a pre school student. Honorable judges are watchful on all these with judicious intervention. Every day morning I look through the newspaper to make sure no judgment is made in any court, asking me to ‘suicide’ for some complex judicial matter. Judicial matters so complex for ordinary people like me. Only one thing I know about judiciary is that I should obey it at any cost.
Trivandrum.!!! In fact a disappointment for me for its cultural impotency. The VJT hall, which used to have cultural/social functions, is almost reserved forever for craft Mela. Even in a Mayday you would not see any meaningful functions than rather routine mayday melas of political parties. I wish I could live in Calicut- the epicenter of new movements in Kerala. Wishes are only wishes.!!!
Still I can see some silver lines – occasional posters of MSC (Marxist study centre) In fact, donnow who they are!!! But they write their posters by hand. May be the only non-printed poster in City (except some posters of SUCI). Just reminds me of my old parishath days!!! Even Aadivaasi Janu’s organization uses printed posters.
Another great thing is the availability of books. Occassianal book festival, (pusthaka chantha) etc. I purchased more books in last two years.
Then of course ‘The Indian Coffee House’. I still enjoy the food there!!!
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