Howzzat!

It was an incredible week for the people of Coimbatore.  The city witnessed such an assortment of events – some good, some bad; but quite hard to miss.   Evenings were marked by heavy downpours and thundershowers, resulting in felled trees and traffic-disrupting water logs. They laid bare the flaws left undetected by the Corporation.  My college bus was one among the listless vehicles stranded 2 days back and I had to sit tired and famished for nearly 4 hours!! With the local body elections around the corner, campaigning by several political parties is on full-swing.  My house alone was visited by 7 ‘hopeful’ female candidates (our ward is reserved for female presidency and it’s no surprise wives of former presidents are normally fielded in…) CM was here yesterday and traffic had to be diverted to clear her route (no wonder). Another important and much loved person arrived with less pomp and for a nobler cause.  Former Prez-Abdul Kalam made his ...

Before I wrote it all in the Laptop: Believe it or not, I’m writing this post under the well seated bus stop at Vadavalli, the place where all the ‘1c’s in the town queue up. I don’t mind being stared at by some nearby school girls who, I guess, aren’t used to seeing a girl in her uniform, scribbling away in her notepad, staring blankly ( I mean, thinking hard). It’s been a hard week. I post an average of 3 posts each month. But July’s been real tough - tests, exams and I wrote the last exam (maths) this morning. And I’m sitting here, writing this while fretting over my lost marks in that exam. I always miss my marks in the objective type questions but never mind, Que sera, sera…. I had to stop by a friend’s house with my gang (at mid day, after school). It was the last day of our first mid-term tests and we really had to make up for the lost fun (sigh!) somewhere. What better way to travel, than in a town bus? There’s no dearth of amusement, once you get to know where your feet...