Coimbatore

Coimbatore. I grew up here. I crawled here. cried here. a piece of land that knows everything about me. I am going to leave from this land for time being to Chennai. it was my father who came here in search of job from his village in a southern part of Tamil nadu. he rooted here. then he married my mother and they came here.then I was born and then my sister. my mother for the first twenty years lived in tirunelveli. the next twenty years at Coimbatore. she was too attached to this place as like most of the people in this city. she don know anything about Chennai . there are streets that I walked more than hundred times. I did my most part of  schooling and college here. now I am working in Chennai for two years and in these two years I was tryin here and there for opportunities to come back to Coimbatore. but some one some where some how wanted me to be in the capital of the state. don know why. so we are in the process of vacating from the Manchester of South India . The city has given us many good times. Our life style was induced by the city. child hood days were given to the city. some pets from nearby houses. dogs cats and few kuti papa s. I wish to come back to this bud in the Western Ghats as soon as possible. so the mystery is gettin folded and unfolded . I am writing this post from a place in our house in Coimbatore where I saw 2003 world cup match between India and Australia. India lost the match. In 2011 when we again reached final against Sri Lanka I came home just to see match from the very same place. Likewise there are many stories that makes me to say my blood group is not AB positive. but also ABC positive along with the land which brought up me.
Praveen
4th November.