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| I miss Trichy |
Trichy, a small city lying in the centre of Tamilnadu,has cherished me so much than One could imagine that I cannot define it just by 6letters. Twenty years of attachment with it can neither be said by flamboyant words fitted in perfect place nor by other ways. The temple town that shattered by examination fears when I was in 7th, 8th stds by the rays of blessing emerging from Rockfort temple beside by home. Days when I hide behind small pillar and sneak my heads out, like a little gal, just to see Lord Ganapathy and say my heart wrenching musings are more than 'mere-reminiscence' . The top floor of my house that is the repository of entire city's zephyr, has been one of my best friends by giving me a space not only for standing and stammering, but one in heart , If it hadn't been there, may be, I wouldn't have forgotten my penchant for hilly arenas like Kashmir ,Ooty ,Kodaikanal. My golden eyes are still yearning for a spot like that. I do know Mysore is such a good place to live in.. But the pithysaying " East or West home is the best " keeps kicking my heart on the left side , indirectly saying "Idiot , You're leaving me " and pricks me,,,, like ..... ant in acid......