|Church On Rue Dumas|
Beach houses and guest houses in Chennai were not even in the frame; courtesy "exorbitant prices". So it had to be Pondicherry. So I travel to the Union Territory and make home at the International Guest House (to begin with) and relish my much deserved rest while playing catch with the scriptures. Two days on, I decide to hit the beach. I put on my running shoes and briskly walk to the beach and what do I find - rocks in the place of sand, pavements crowded with people and hundreds of kiosks and pushcarts selling sweets and snacks. This was not what I had dreamed of. Where was that elusive, uninhabited beach. I was better off in Chennai. Atleast I could run on the Tambram by pass where the tarmac was all mine and the lanes were frequented only by speeding vehicles ever so often.
|World War I - Memorial|