Shruti Speak's

It was mid-night. I was done crying and cursing myself for opting here to get some “adventure” in final year of my graduation. Before me were lying  Saapadu and a mug of coffee, both completely untouched. Finally I decided to pack my bags and return to my hometown, my people...Delhi. I was in  Karumathampatti , a suburb of Coimbatore city in the state of Chennai. My summer internship was in BHEL and was scheduled in May. I was given an option to join the company’s zonal office which was in my hometown but I chose to go to some place far, where I would be able to discover myself, my shortcomings, someplace where I can live free and breathe free. Actually it had been so long since last I stepped out of Delhi so I found it to be best opportunity to flee from mind-numbing daily routine. Scorching heat of summers welcomed me from airport. I was ready for my voyage but the only problem I was able to see till now was language problem. South Indian cuisine was something I cheri...

It was mid-night. I was done crying and cursing myself for opting here to get some “adventure” in final year of my graduation. Before me were lying  Saapadu and a mug of coffee, both completely untouched. Finally I decided to pack my bags and return to my hometown, my people...Delhi. I was in  Karumathampatti , a suburb of Coimbatore city in the state of Chennai. My summer internship was in BHEL and was scheduled in May. I was given an option to join the company’s zonal office which was in my hometown but I chose to go to some place far, where I would be able to discover myself, my shortcomings, someplace where I can live free and breathe free. Actually it had been so long since last I stepped out of Delhi so I found it to be best opportunity to flee from mind-numbing daily routine. Scorching heat of summers welcomed me from airport. I was ready for my voyage but the only problem I was able to see till now was language problem. South Indian cuisine was something I cheris...