the sea level must have gone down a little today...

my nephews aakash and akhilesh had ventured into the sea with their diapers on...

the last spot raamar paatham also finished and returned tired... today, tamil poet Mahakavi Bharathiyaar's birthday, went well with various visits at rameshwaram...

kothanda raamar temple...

place where Lord Ram crowned Vibheesh as king of Lanka...

Mind it... Raavan was still alive then and ruling Lanka... So literally there were two kings to Lanka at that time...

just back from dhanushkoti... sri lankan navy didn't fire at us...

hey kapil sibal, hope i am not speaking against sri lankan and indian sovereign...

25 of our family had lunch at ganesh bhavan... the bill came as '25 meals'...

now both parties are checking on who made mistake in counting...

the function completed as per all our wishes...

we had fight with local vendor for Rs. 21, lost a mobile while bathing, missed a kid and found him back again...

in total - it was a grand success...

again back at shore for pooja (not the girl pooja) and akhilesh's mottai...

sea water was dirty and black... people didn't knew why...

i bathed in sea...

now they know...

first round of dirty bathing over at rameshwaram beach... too many clothes than water... too dirty water... even before i bathed...

NH87...

another 5 km to rameshwaram...

too many checkposts...

do police think that terrorists would travel in highway; straight into their checkposts???

#extreme optimism...

travelling on 'Annai Indira Gandhi Bridge' with Pamban on left, sea beneath and sky above...

on my right???

its the driver...

crossed toll gate at mandapam...

going towards 'Annai Indra Gandhi Bridge'...

many know / call it as 'Pamban Bridge', which is actually the train bridge...

the smell of salt and fish breezes through me and reminds me of my favourite place - vedaranyam...

either tiredness / 7aam arivu have put everybody in sleep... except me and driver... so switched off the movie...

i thought of sleeping... but this highway is exciting and keeping me awake...

would i see a mongoose crossing the road???

unlike other drivers, ours slow down during overtake...

i mean, when others overtake our van...

have almost 25 passengers in the van now...

wondering why no one have stopped the van for water or 'susu'...

desert's oasis have these days turned into motels of highways...

life is a roller-coaster ride, but without any ups and downs, like a highway...

the dark silent never ending highway...

it always wakes up the biker in me...

nest have to hit the road with avenger / thunderbird...

slowly everyone has settled down... they are watching '7aam arivu'...

i took the cleaner's seat and assisting the driver...

the 'chemistry' between us seems great...

sky is clear, road is empty, van is full and we are on the go... cruising at 40 km/hr...

lastly, started to rameshwaram in mini van... (passenger-7) seater... somehow managed to get a seat for me, next to driver...

emaneswaram people used to reserve seat in local bus with kerchief, towel, slippers, baby, etc...

today i noticed that they now reserve using cell-phones...

my village have developed... technically...

i am hero to these little kids... because i teach them to eat with left hand... and for their parents, i am a villain...

hey parents... wait till i teach them to eat with left leg...

on street procession with aakash, arun, gokul, venkatesh & vishnu...

escaping the lunch...

#mission cracker...

one on roof top... one on the tree... one on the pig... one in ditch...

quick kids... throw one atom bomb on that lady who is cursing us, for disturbing her noon sleep...

in emaneswaram... bursting crackers with 8 kids...

all aged less than 12 years old...

lured by barotta, i and vedu dared the moving train and sizzling rain to buy a parcel for Rs. 25...

it turned out to be veg. biriyani...

emaathitaan'pa kadaik'kaaran...

after a small 1 day stay at chennai, on the way to rameshwaram... sleeper... will get down at paramakkudi and travel to emaneswaram...

my birth place...

sore throat... not able to speak... yes, yes, everybody in my family are obviously happy...

again tried for OSTHI at varadaraja...

2:45 show houseful...

6:30 available; but need to spend time with family... No show this time...

TFEA and Sun TV responsible for Osthi cancellation... Reliance Entertainment is also partly responsible...

first day, first show parkiren endru vayiru erinja anbu ullangalukku

NANDRI! NANDRI!! NANDRI!!!

OSTHI padam cancelled... back to home...

veda, my kid brother, is trying to call his friend, an operator in vetri theatre...

his phone is busy continuously...

there is a TASMAC just opposite vetri theatre, chromepet...

Osthi / TASMAC???

release not confirmed... some license problem...

ticket counters are yet to open...

OSTHI padam some problem in release... Show postponed (currently) by 15 min...

#potti varaleenga...

after long long long years... first day first show... that too in a theatre where i watched a lot of film...

#osthi @ vetri cinema, chromepet, chennai

a lot of constructions are happening in chennai...

67% of those are exactly happening in the middle of the road; right above the divider...

manuvouring through the streets of chennai towards home in chromepet...

anju roova biriyani (aka kaakka biriyaani) enge'pa kidaikkum???

i met many of my long lost friends in facebook... if all go kapil sibal's way, i would meet most of them in person, at some court/jail...

#freedom of right to expression?!!!!

arakkonam crossing...

into tamil nadu...

would meet kanimozhi, if my schedule permits...

now at thiruthani...

arookaraa...

puttur crossed... place where people used to go after fights...

to get their bones attached...

crossed renigunta & tirupati... yet to enter tamil nadu... during state segregations, had they agreed on trading tirupati with madras, i would have already in Tamil Nadu...

yes, i agree; II AC comparment girls/ladies are more beautiful than III AC compartment girls/ladies...

but frankly; even more beautiful are Sleeper Class compartment girls/ladies...

(didn't had time to check General compartment)

after these biscuit thief ventures in long distance trains, our good old tradition of sharing food in train has become a rare practise...

everyone suspects a biscuit holder; more if he is willing to share...