The history of Chennai boasts of hot auto meters, torn-apart buses, fat policemen, the world’s biggest lovers open beach and film stars who turned politicians who turned scamsters/comedians.
We begin the day with “The Hindu” and that in no way makes us saffronists, but a city that headquarters mostly in Dravidian “Atheism”. This city is so secular that an Atheist government would grant special temple privileges and run TASMACs with equal expertise.
The traffic here is so surprisingly free-flowing that you have to stop only once every 200metres at a speed-breaker. Now that we have so much more tar, I think the civic body could use it on the road for a change.
Every “Nair” will own a tea shop; every “Reddy” will have a business and every “Saetu” will have a pawn shop. Tamilians will not mind working under them because we, sir, are always a culture synonymous with accommodating. We will work our backsides off for anybody with such loyalty, that they will not mind being entrepreneurs in this city. After all, it was the Madras Presidency once!
What we fail to recognize is our leaders. We have a brilliant set of them. Look at the recent past. Our city has developed quite a bit – Auto hubs, IT Centre’s, Flyovers, Shopping Plazas, AC Buses, the Metro rail and what not. But have you heard of any major scams at the state level? Now, glance a little at the national level. Come on, give them credit!
Yes, we make Chapattis with maida, our summer is crazy, we sweat like water tanks, our Auto-wallahs have banks under their seats, we wear Lungis to theatres, Tamil is the only language in this country for us, but remember we gave Aishwarya Rai her debut. Something’s matter the most and it’s wise to remember them.
We live in this awesome bubble called “Culture” that breaks open only in specific points across the city. We call ourselves a historically traditional city that the “Mini-skirt, tight leather pant clad; cocktails jostling down”crowd somehow becomes incognito. Dear Public Image, think of what it feels like when people from this state travel across the country. Others look at us like we are Adivasis. Let’s maintain tradition but not hide what the youth does. Oops, it’s 11’o clock. Let’
s Shut Down!
I don’t mind actors turning politicians or for that matter politicians turning into actors. At times,goons turning good, or good folk turning goons. But explain to me how is it that at St George,a state maintains the consistency of an alternate government every 5 years. Maybe, hidden somewhere in this city is India’s answer to an Olympic Ping-Pong Gold!
And finally remember – “Rajnikanth is GOD”. If you even think of disagreeing with me, I will pin you down on your “Full Meals” eaten tummy and drop truckloads of sand into your mouth from the Marina. I promise on my grand-mother’s hand that mixed rice with such zeal at lunch, that half of it dropped out of the plate that you will be paralytic if you care to disagree.
(The writer is pure-Chennaite and can’t think of a day without Marina breeze or a “Full Meals” for lunch. Blame my editor for forcing me to hurt “our” feelings with this article. Say good things to me on twitter - @javeeth)