Very First!! Own!! and a Happy Car!!!

After a long long long long wait... We finally got our first!!! Yes the first car of ours!! Back in 2004 we started talking about owning one car and then our life has taken to roller coaster ride of deadly twists and turns AND STILL IT'S(5h Mar 2010). We took up this challenge and hoping to emerge stronger, better with blessings of mom and dad.

All the credits should goto my brother. He taken care of shortlisting, purchase, registration and all other hassles. I just checked into Kovilpatti and took comfortable ride from railway station to home. Great!!! :-)

That's our Mahindra Xylo in-front of our home

Would add more stories whenever I find opportunity to visit my home and get chance to ride in Xylo. Bad I forgot driving. Good I have driving license. Looking forward to drive it myself one day.

Without mom and dad's inherited strength, this wouldn't have been possible. Thanks again to my mom and dad.

Thank You Mom!

"Thank you Mom for being the reason for whatever I have and whatever I'm getting"

- forever with love

My Home @ Kovilpatti

Finally a blog post dedicated to my native place Kovilpatti and my home there. Kovilpatti is a wonderful place to live and hang out. Kovilpatti is located on the India' prime and most important national road network NH 7 which runs from Kasi to Kanyakumari almost some 2000+ KM stretch. Kovilpatti comes in-between the other two equivalent major cities Madurai and Thiruneveli. Kovilpatti is famous for its match stick works industry and one of the most famous South Indian chat food eatery Kadalaimuttai(a sweet made of groundnuts, and a sugar item made from white sugarcane, at this time not getting the exact name).

Kovilpatti is a busy town mainly because of its 24/7 match industry activities which is catering to the all over India and resulting in heavy heavy-vehicle traffic. Other factors are because its located in the busy national road network, buses fly to and fro very frequently and connectivity to every part of India comes at ease.


Kovilpatti has good amount of highly educated people and many of its present generation guys and girls are busy making hay while the sun shines, confusing? I'm talking about the software engineering folks from Kovilpatti who is going all around the world to give the service of IT. This point can be vindicated by looking at the amount of people travel to and fro Kovilpatti during weekends and festive times which resulted in complete bookings of all available railway and bus tickets.

Kovilpatti to its credit has innumerable flyovers all around the city which is regarded as the most astonishing achievement considering the state of affairs of other Indian cities of its ranks and even bigger than Kovilpatti. It has nearly 7-9 flyovers in which half are completed and rest in construction. For the near 1+ lakh people its definitely a big boon and taking pride out of it.

It has handful of highly qualified secondary, higher secondary education institutes and equivalent professional colleges serving to the ever demanding knowledge community in Kovilpatti. Among the institutes notable are Nadar Higher Secondary School, Kamaraj Matriculation School, John Bosco Matriculation School, Seventh Day Adventist Matriculation School, Kammavar Girls Higher Secondary School and in professional league National Engineering College, KR Arts and Science College, GVN Arts and Science College and many... which will one day be compared with the Oxford and Cambridge Universities.

And I should definitely talk about the Kadalmuttai which is nowadays making headline in most of the cookery magazines/publications around the world. Its one and only Kovilpatti made the erstwhile sweet item Kadalaimuttai back into the level field play among Pizza, Hot dogs etc...

So living in such a kind of place is always a pleasure for me and other fellow Kovilpatti citi'zens.

My home in Kovilpatti is in the area of Rajiv Nagar, a posh residential area that can only be compared to the likes of New York's Manhattan Residential area. It has all services packed and you would never need to go out of this locality for anything.

Here are the few pictures of my home there in Kovilpatti,

My Sweet Home


Example of how fertile the land in Kovilpatti is and how colorful the life of Kovilpatti people has...
(A Hibiscus rona-sinensis plant flower in my home)



Nothing comes at free of cost.. so again some promotion of myself and my puppy... the attire I'm wearing is one of the unique in South India and its widely common in Srilanka and nowadays world fashion designers are flocking to India to make something of this sort which has no equivalent for its user friendly in/out lets and ergonomics design...



Though it may seem easy to have puppy and sit over there... but who knows the trouble I had while having that stinking puppy in my lab... couldn't hold it for long time... but another interesting thing is even it was not happy while sleeping over me.. where could be the problem?
Could I be same like my puppy..... no.. never... I don't agree..


whatever problem we both have over each other.. we both look after others all the time...


Again a proof....


A click over the roof top of my home..


Look the plush locality behind me... Actually there is ceiling restriction in and around my area in order to pave way for future airport that would soon come to this area probably in few decades.. that's why we people decided to construct our home bit little and that's the only difference we have over New York's Manhattan Apartments...


Me standing over the top of my home and trying to make something different in the picture but at the end its audience decide which is best... so bear with it..


Check out the plush green area around there...


Another view of the locality....


Promotion: this is Karthikeyan R and this is how I look alike when I was thinking...


A Hibiscus rona-sinensis plant


A small but beautiful back yard garden...


A high rise...


What else one would need than living in such scenic place...


My PC in My home...


Here comes the most vicious species in the world The Puppy AKA The Terminator


The Puppy in its furious form.. yes its barking...

My Grandma/Mom Home @ Virudhunagar

It was like a trip down the memory lane. Yes after long years I visited my Grandma/Mom's village Rosalpatti at Virudhunagar. I think Rosalpatti would soon become part of the bigger city Virudhunagar after the rapid industrialization around the area and would no more able hold the status of village. This is good for the people around the area but bad for people like me which is very painful to see the memories associated with the place fading away very quickly.

In places of mud houses and vegetation lands, now stands the concrete structures which makes some kind of goods for the consumption of people who resides somewhere far out of the place at the cost of the individuality of a place which was terrible according to me.

Now after many years, visiting my native place has left me with another set of memories which I will treasure for many years to come. In absence of physical presence of my grandma and mom in this world, visiting a place where they lived their major part of life is always a never miss event for me. For me next to my mom and dad, the person who I love most is my mom's grandma. I remember those holidays whether its quarterly or half yearly or year end holiday I used to visit my grandma the next day of the last exam and stays there for whole holiday session and only my mom and dad knows how tough its to get me back to my school. To my support is my grandma who usually extends my stay by recommending leave for few more days for me.

It was fun staying in my grandma/mom home with those couple of sheeps, three cows, one calf, nearly 15 chickens/hens, couple of cats(one owned by me and another by my sister but both of use don't take care of it. my grandma looked after them and now one of the cat is missing. I donno whose one is missing as we couldn't identify the now grown up cats which is nothing short of a forest cat size), a dog, lots of land(includes the well irrigated land which is called as 'thottam' by locals and dry black soil land which is based on the rain) and a tractor.

I used to get up by the smell of famous "narasus" coffee made up with fresh milk from our cows and hearing the sweet early morning sounds of birds which stays in the huge banyan tree right next to our home. Hmmm never going to get that again.

Here are the pictures I took from my recent trip,

Picture of Virudhunagar old bus stand... Virudhunagar is birth place of very famous Indian leader Kamarajar former CM of Tamilnadu and key in getting the Indira Gandhi to Indian Prime Minister post amidst the 70's political crisis and got the name as "King maker". I'm proud to be linked to this place.

Another picture of the Virudhunagar bus terminus...

Entrance to my Grandma/Mom home... this is currently occupied by my grandma's sister who is also my one of my most favorite...

A now dilapidated home which was once used as connection between two homes...

A now fractured kitchen... here only my grandma used to make me sweet 'paniyaram'( a sweet hot flour cake roasted in oil) whenever I come here in holidays...

My another grandma(my grandma's sister).... In the shelf she is looking, you can find lots of palm leaves which has some inscriptions and she never allowed me touch that... reason she says is whoever holds that other than their owner never lived a successful life... hmmm what a nice way of safeguarding..

Front side of the my grandma home... its now renovated...

The huge banyan tree I was referring previously.. this was planted by my ancestors...

A scene in front of the old home where my another grandma lives now...

A look at the inside structure of the old home...

The banyan tree, which is home to hundreds of birds... I remember climbing up the tree to catch the parrots in which i was unsuccessful at all my attempts..

A pond behind the tree... seems needs this big water storage for its growth...

A front side of now renovated grandma home...

A small garden in making....

A beautiful home named after my grandma 'Venkata-ramanajum-ammal'...

This is a picture of our well irrigated land which is now left uncared...

A look at that village's most active junction ;)

A hand pump... We take water from this place whenever water become very scarce.. mostly during summer times...

A way which leads to the agri land which we owned until some year before... the place has completely changed now... no trace of any agri activities... I used to pick brinjal, tomato and bring to this place to load into the tractor to get those to market place called as "sandhai" by locals...

A locals game...

My aunts home in the same village in another side...

A land left without any care which once was busy with agri...

My granddad's home... surprised at why my grandma and granddad's home are different??? it is indeed different.. my grandad was married to two... my grandma and another one is none other than my grandma's another sister(not the one who is in one of the picture)... its typical custom they used to follow.. and weird reason I got from my grandma when I asked her is "to save the wealth from dividing to many hands".. but it makes sense since India is overwhelmed with dowry system and many daughters means dividing lands to many son-in-laws...

Granddad's home... now its left for rent for a small family...

Grandad home's dilapidated front side...

My uncle is now president of that "panchayat"... he is in DMK... these r people came up to demand putting up a drinking water tab in their area...

A completely modified home.... never going to get the feelings of the old home...

Thank god... at least this pond and banyan tree stands till today to remember those golden days of my life...

While At Home Video

In the video are My Home, Me(just my voice), Mom and Dad.

Don't Worry Mommy

I miss you mommy very much

I carry your memory with me
Wherever I go
I live with your memory from
Dawn to dusk

You must remain a part of me
In everything I do, and
Everything I am

You are still very much a part of my life and
That nothing can separate us

There are no days left without
Thinking of you and
Days are not complete without talking to you

I am happy to see each second ticks away
As it tells me I am inching closer to you at every second and
Meet you soon, very soon

Don't worry mommy
You are not going to be alone for long
I am very much on a journey to meet you soon

I am sure you did not liked to leave me alone
But mommy remember you say
Something are not in our hands
Please wait and do not worry

Mommy, I will keep the bonds
Between us strong in the high spirit
Until the day we are
Reunited

Mommy

When I come to the end of the day
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love we once shared,
Miss me but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all a part of the maker's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart,
Close youe eyes and call me,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds -
Miss me, but let me go.


I Love You MOM