The
photoshoot in the morning in Marina Beach would happen only if it didn’t rain,
Suzanne had said last night. Abraham had warned me to be at the location in
time because Suzanne and Tushara would be there as the clock strikes, he was
sure. With light to medium rain clouds gathering in the distant I forewent
breakfast and reached the Gandhi Statue on Marine Drive a half hour before the appointed
time. With the beach and the Police headquarters in the background, I was
taking a few selfies when a police constable requested me to park the car
parallel to the kerb. I had not realised that the length of the car would be an
obstruction to through traffic during peak time. Watching the calm sea that
morning I could not fathom the destruction that tsunami waves had caused there that
fateful Christmas Eve.
Ashok
Thomas, Tushara and the photographer arrived just when the sun shone brightly
and the light was right for the photoshoot. Suzanne informed that she was on the
way and that the shoot could proceed. In between positioning the car and posing
for pictures I caught up on matters personal and professional with Ashok. In about
an hour’s time we were almost done with the session when Susanne arrived by her
two wheeler, drenched from head to toe. Apparently, she had been delayed en route
by heavy rain and later she just braved it and landed up at the location. She brought
rain to Marina Beach along with her. We all sought refuge in the car till a
slight let up permitted us to say goodbyes and clamber into our own transports
to head back to where we wanted to.
My immediate
task was to get to Saravana Bhavan for breakfast. I seldom miss an opportunity
to have ‘tiffin’ in the restaurant when I visit Chennai. Over the years the restaurant
chain has spread its wings far and wide, with branches in the Gulf, USA and
Europe. My personal favourite in the city is the one on Dr Radhakrishnan Salai.
Parking is often a problem there during peak hours. But I managed a slot this
time without having to wait. The interior of the restaurant has remained the
same over the past fifteen years, as also the taste of ‘sambar’, which is the
best in the country to me. I ordered mini tiffin, which had small portions of
14 idlis, masala dosa, pongal and rava kesari. The strong coffee shook off any
lethargy that may have crept up, willy nilly, in the wet weather.
The
additional day was scheduled in Chennai to complete redemption formalities of the
Bank Guarantee in the office of the Automobile Association of Southern India. The
car will be inspected as part of the process and the Carnet papers examined
before the BG is returned. I had informed the Secretary of the AASI in advance and
he had already done the preliminary work by the time I reached the office. In less
than an hour the redeemed BG was in my possession. As I was leaving the office
Shanmughum, the Secretary, told me that he had two visitors who wanted to drive
a three wheeler from India to Europe. I met them on the way out and wished them
well.
Thereafter,
I had two business meetings, one over lunch, exploring consultancy options. When
I was in the first, Rahul and Naveen, the duo who were preparing to travel to
Europe by a solar tuk-tuk, sought an appointment. I met them halfway through
the luncheon meeting at the Taj Vivanta. I was fascinated by the efforts of the
two planning a zero emission drive. The vehicle is being put together by them
from scratch and that is posing them a problem about obtaining Carnet since the
original specs of the vehicle is totally altered and it also does not have
registration details, which the AASI was insisting on. I passed on whatever
information I had based on my two overseas expedition experiences. They have
planned to ship the tuk-tuk to Bander Abbas in Iran and drive on through 10
countries and 10,000 kms in Europe. Such initiatives, I suggested to AASI, must
be encouraged.
I got
back to Perungudi to spend time with Mrs and Mr Pius Joseph, Peechappan Uncle
and Mariamma Elayamma to me. They have been more like parents to me and they have
always treated me as their own. I had
proposed to go out for dinner, but Peechappan Uncle suggested that we spend
time at home. The hospitality of the couple is legendary and you get the best
food in Chennai in their home. He also organised a lovely cake to celebrate my
57th birthday.
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