This is the end..Beaauutiful friend

Hola..i'm at it again at 4.50 am. My last day in thironthoram for another 4 months. I shall miss this place for a little while. But i guess life in Chennai will be too fast for it to affect me too much. Whenever doods and dudettes like us go out from this place to those big fancy cities to spend our college lives, we are very quick to tell people about how sucky this place is. How there's no life, no parties, no malls, no McDonalds. I myself have used that last line more times than i can count. I mean, seriously, imagine a place without good ol' McD. Ok I guess I'm digressing.

Anyway, the fact remains that wherever I go, however far away, I'll always yearn to come back to this place, even for a little while. It might be smaller than a Bombay suburb (not, but i like hyperbole), and as lifeless at night as some chicken Jabba the Hutt ate but its still thironthoram (our affectionate name for Thiruvananthapuram). Apart from being the place i was born in (which makes it very awesome), this place has so many quirks and oddities, u cant help but fall in love with it, much like falling for a mongrel stray.

The insanely awesome thattukadas which God put there to help us poor penniless souls fill our stomachs. And you can find guys from any background frequenting them. Noone gives a shit about status here. The fact that u can catch an auto from anywhere and go all the way to the other side of the city for max Rs. 50. The chayakkdas at very random spots all over the city where the tea is to die for. All those beaches so close by that you can go peace out anytime you want. Stuff like that. I guess you have to be mallu to like it.

But the thing which one misses the most are the friends you have here. It doesnt matter which clique or circle you belong to, you will still miss all of em like mad if you go away. Thironthoram frands are special somehow. I happen to have friends everywhere in the country and in other parts of Kerala but hanging out with the guys here feel so much more different. You don't have to pretend to be hep and all that coz they don't really care. Insults fly around like cats in a tornado when I'm with them. They would be enough to send any normal human to the shrink's but somehow it feels alright with these guys.

I'm probably not making much sense but thats how it is. Being a Thironthoram chap entitles you to be nonsensical most of the time. There's no pretensions, no grudges held back. All out fights are frequent but they are settled just as quickly. Even the conservatism is not that bad. Thinking about all the crazy (read shady) stuff which happens in pubs and happening spots in the other metroes, I'm very very glad that this place exists where a certain semblance of normality and morality remains. We are Indians after all with a long history and culture before us. I digress again :( .

I shall leave today. I will be a pseudo pandi by tomorrow. I am rather looking forward to life in insti this sem. But more so because i know this place will still be there at the end of 4 months waiting for me. Always home this shall be :)