When a North Indian friend asked me “Why do you love Chennai so much?" I said “Coz it's Chennai”. After travelling a lot around, I've always stood out proud as a Chennaite.
Taking a stroll down the sands of Marina with parents, munching those bajjis was our idea of an awesome evening.
One Sunday would definitely be spent at exhibitions held in Island grounds and those Bombay appalams. Buying Boomer for free tattoos. We didn't have Escape/Luxe, but Devi and Parangimalai Jyothi. Pondy bazaar, where we learnt the art of bargaining. ECR, the max we went was for VGP, MGM in the name of school trip.
Tiffin in Saravana Bhavan and filter coffee was the only energy drink we knew. We bought Milo and Boost for the freebie. Maggi, the quick snack. Rajni and Kamal were the only biggies of the film industry. Our knowledge on Bollywood were restricted to Shahrukh, Big B. Hollywood according to us only had Arnold, Jackie and Bruce Lee. Backstreet Boys and MJ were our favourites. Spencer was the only mall we had. Gangotree for chaat. Every stranger was either Anna or Akka. Grocery shop guy was annachi. Playing cards, carrom on the terrace was our list of Indoor games.
Going to temple for prasadham. Late night kulfi was our version of Haagen Dazs. Noodles was our take on the international cuisine. TVS 50, the first motorised two wheeler we tried. Foot board on bus made us look sexy. Chepauk stadium, the only ground we knew and it took years to know that it's called M.A.C. Rasna, Kalimark and Paneer soda were our soft drinks. Guindy snake park and Vandalur zoo was our live Discovery channel.
That anna who had Yamaha RX100 was the coolest guy. Sowcarpet for a glimpse of the North Indian world. We knew one girl who was into Carnatic music or Bharathanatyam.
Happy B'day Madras.
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