Forgetting your roots is a crime. That makes me a criminal of first order. Really!
Okay. Blogging has not been a priority in the last year because I was writing different things elsewhere. I now have some three blogs and many articles. It's been a hectic year.
I learnt,
Journalism isn't just about good English and writing but also involves news searching and making/maintaining contacts. So, the whole year went by in meeting some media honchos, politicians, localites, tribal's and travelling all over Chennai.
Lets start with Chennai. It certainly is not the best city, but it isn't very bad after all. The infrastructure sucks but the modes of commutation are well connected. The chats are terrible but dosa/idli/sambar do their bit to salvage. The language is a problem for the non-Tamil speaking population. And this is where I became famous. So, I was the girl who could effortlessly communicate in English, Hindi and Tamil. And considering that the maximum population at the college were from the northern side, my translation skills came into play. Thus, the rescuer/ basic Tamil teacher (mostly included, bargaining with auto guys) was born. It was fun listening to people from diverse community making so much effort to learn a language. #thishappensonlyinIndia.
#knownfact: Chennai has the worst auto drivers ever.
#unknownfact: I have a fight with auto drivers in every city I go. Some past life connection, just doesn't allow an auto driver to have his way or win an argument when I am his passenger. But, Chennai, at first, just wouldn't let me have my way. So, I just unlearnt some tactics and learnt them again from a gujju roomie. Oh yes! Gujju's are born with bargaining skills and yeah Chennai auto driver's succumbed to her bargaining whims. We had the final laugh.
The course was super tight, although our website never went live. Let bygones be bygones.
Hostel life also teaches you to eat at 3 am and finish a TV series at one go. Throughout my stay I have watched innumerable movies and English sitcoms. Sometimes I feel, this was the only thing I did. Jokes apart.
Apart from that I travelled all throughout Chennai and have become 4 shades darker.
Chennai why you not have a winter?
Coming to winter. This winter I was in the midst of snow and the ice cold beas river, MANALI. Well, I was thrilled to bits and cold till my bones, but, had an amazing holiday. Also, I was in Delhi before going to Himachal. Delhi meant unlimited shopping with my super aunt. Delhi also has an amazing metro and good looking men. If only it was a little more safer, it would be my destination to settle down at.
After the two back to back holidays, I went on another holiday cum work destination -Kolli Hills. The picturesque location is in Nammakal district of Tamil Nadu. As part of the course, we had to go on a rural reporting trip. Oh boy! It was one fun trip. Great memories and even better stories.
The one year of staying away also taught me lessons that would last a lifetime. For now, I am relaxing and enjoying the little break, before I join work, and experiencing some unwanted surprises.
Apart from the rest, I am going to explore my brand new camera and delve into the much needed exercise. The updates would be posted more frequently.
Watch this space for more.
Watch this space for more.
