I have come to the temporary conclusion that my aim in life at this stage is to be aimless. Frantic had suggested to me that I could take count of the number of times I have been shifting places, and people ever since I left home in 2006.
6 apartments and 2 hotel rooms spanning two cities. 13 people. And of the 13, I have been sharing apartments with 2, twice, in the same city. Seeing the numbers on paper makes me feel dazed. It is not paper per se, but a glaring computer monitor. But, that is irrelevant here.
The last to leave was James. He is in a different country now, and I think he might rewrite its history in some way. Quite a capable human being by any measure.
This Sunday evening, as Roy was going out to Nungambakkam on his modified GF125, I hitched a ride with him, and he dropped me at the base of the middle of the Gemini flyover, or Anna flyover, if you prefer it that way. I felt like walking.
So I walked to T Nagar via GN Chetty road, and came up on the hotel in which we had been shacked up when we first landed in Chennai. Old memories, but no nostalgia. I continued my journey, and explored Mambalam a bit, before backtracking to Gemini.
From Gemini, I walked to the Marina beach, crossing the Music Academy junction on the way. This was again a place where I had stayed couple of years back. I am a stranger in these places. Then, and now.
All that walking has given me a sense of arrogance. I hope that I could, maybe walk from here to Mahabalipuram this weekend, for the heck of it. There is nothing much to do. So why not.
All this walking, has however caused an idea to enter my mind. Why not buy a dirt cheap second (or third or fourth..) hand motorbike, and use it for this meanderings, instead of wearing out my knees.
FLoating this idea around, I have met opposition from all quarters. About the uncertainty about how long I might be here, and of my accident track record. Most people who have rode with me, or have seen me ride would agree that I am a decent rider. That didn't stop me from having around 20 accidents in different cities. I guess I am a bit less fortunate in that department. Still, nothing major, nothing fatal. Just a lot of near misses.
I guess, I would rather walk, and use public transport, and make Al Gore happy.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Meanderings
So said
-Poison-
sometime around
6/24/2008 09:32:00 AM
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2 comments:
Walking beats a bike any day. I wonder how easy it is to walk in Chennai without being honked a thousand times!
@ mridula - :) the only challenge is the heat and the risk of getting dehydrated! walking is fun!
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