Hey There Pondy! - Part 4

I'm sorry for the delay in the blog post. As the days go by, its harder to remember clearly the events that have passed. And it doesn't help that my mother has serious son issues. Oh, and I discovered twitter. People can follow me at here:https://twitter.com/#!/godofMAD Anyway, lets get on with my Pondy Experience. Sometimes, I feel that should come with a little TM with it.

So we walk down the skywalk, sweating like people who just ran a marathon and walk down the road, past the bus terminal. We come up to this little ATM around the corner. It had a little queue before it, and I began regretting it. Miraculously as we got there, the queue disintegrated. We walked up to the ATM, and found out why the queue disappeared. The servers were down.*God's a joker*

So our third quest in Pondy was a failure. I was down 2k(deposit for the bikes), and left with a little over 1k on me. Thankfully Susanth owed me a little cash and it held me till day three.

It was already afternoon and we hadn't had a decent meal in one day. We were all hungry so we found our way back to our hotel, and hit the restaurant. It was a relief to sit in there*A/C*. We thoroughly enjoyed our food. Meals in 135 bucks a man. Unlimited rice, tasty curry. Boon. We filled ourselves to the neck and went to our rooms to get ready to hit the beach.

Something I forgot to mention previously: Kritarth, Anirudh and Susanth had the brains to chat up the security guard, give him a little *something* and get him on our side as soon as we booked our rooms. It helped us a little to have a happy security guard. So when we asked the guy directions to the beach, he was more than eager to help us out!

Now, when I say beach, we wanted a shore, water hitting our faces, and all of us getting wet. We got on the hired bikes, and ripped down the road to the beach. The best part of Pondy is the loose traffic rules, compared to Bangalore. So you get to feel the wind in your face when you are ripping down the road at 80kmph on a fine bike from Yamaha. To all the FZ haters, go to Pondy, hire one, and go to beach boulevard. It'll change your mind. It changed mine.

I am an avid beach lover. When I am just kilometer from a beach, my hair stands on end. My back feels ticklish. My vision becomes vivid like I just ate a *mushroom*. I can feel the salt in the air. When I finally get to see the vast expanse with no seams at the horizon, the glazing glassy surface with ripples as countless as the stars, its pure poetry. I'm in love. And I can't stop looking. Correction; staring. A pair of the fines double Ds wouldn't captivate me that much! *No offence ladies*

So, when we approached the Prominate beach, and I got my first look at a beach in 4 long years, I had a visual orgasm. My hand twisted the throttle to open fully, and I sped down the road, and came to a stop in front of the most magnificent of water bodies: the ocean.

The Prominate beach, Pondy's main beach, now has a fully stoned shore. No pun intended. It literally is coverd with rocks! At first, the rocks were like a major turn off. We wanted to cool off. We wanted water. We wanted wet clothes. We got a rocky bitch, with a violent see. *pun intended if you get the joke, but its lame anyway*.

But the good part of the beach is, the clean maintenance it has. The boulevard that runs the length of the shoreline, is a treat to the eye. It is immaculately clean and peaceful. It has one all night cafe, like right out of a fairy tale. The boulevard is lined with the government buildings, all in french style. A good part of Pondy is filled with the beautiful people of France. Or French-Indian people. Or whatever they are. So, for these beautiful people, a good part of Pondy is now the white city. With sensible board signs, neat grid streets, clean*super-clean* roads and really nice buildings that look out of place in Pondy. But all the same, this part called the white city adds to the Pondy Experience.

With all the charm of Pondy working on us, we digested the fact that there's gonna be no water for the day and went to a nearby beach hotel, took the back route and got onto the beach. Krit disappeared for a minute and got back with a couple of bottles of *welcome drinks*.

Aah. That was the dream. With the bottles of *welcome drinks*, the rocky shore and the beach, Pondy felt more like Mumbai. But it was still the dream.