South India Trip with a difference
As i was writing this, Vijay Sarvagnam, a dear friend from school days passed away. It brought down the mood of the trip but also reminded me to cherish and appreciate the times we had together. I would like to dedicate this piece, however insignificant, to his memory. When i started writing this piece, i didn't have a clue on what title to give. I just started rambling along, hoping it will dawn on me miraculously. I also promised to myself that i will keep it short. It did not and i did not. Result, a poor title and a longer-than-should-be narrative. It was August, the monsoon retreating, having shown its might, and it was time for another trip - the last one more than a year ago. But this trip was different from all the others. This time, it was a bunch of us, all 65+, who h...