The message on the wall translates to, “The Place Where Dogs Piss” !
Found this monster of a tiffin carrier at a shop in Pondy Bazaar at T.Nagar, Chennai. Notice how its taller than my daughter, Kalpitha.
Suketu Mehta’s Op-Ed piece in the New York Times.
Dilip D’souza, who’s writing style I adore, writes about the scene around him in the Washinton Post.
And this, by Ingrid Srinath . (Read also Priyanka Joseph’s comment to that post)
This is the apartment next to ours that got flooded. Water had entered all the ground floor apartments and they were pumping out water using the two motors the whole day. Thankfully, our apartment was built on a higher foundation and we were safe.
About a few hundred meters from my home is this place called ‘MettuKuppam’. Tranlated in english, it would mean ‘Village on a higher ground’. In reality, it was the opposite. Every street out there looked like this.
Notice how water is flowing through the streets like a river.
This is the street where the Electricity Board Office is located. It was funnily ironic that they couldn’t restore electricity to their own office.
Water has entered every home. Notice how this shopkeeper has used bricks elevate this stall.
Kids sieving the waters for fish. Don’t think they got lucky.
A tree has split into two and fallen off.
While driving to Pondicherrry on the scenic East Coast Road, a Maruti Swift Dzire overtook us. I was driving at a ‘not-so-slow’ 70 kmph and this car was clearly touching the 90s. Barely a few minutes later, we were shocked to find the same car rolled over on the road side.�
We screeched to a halt, jumped out and rushed to the car fearing the worst. By then, the local farm workers also rushed towards the car. Miraculously, all the three passengers, an elderly gentleman and a middle aged couple, escaped scathe free. They were pulled out of the car and clearly were in a state of shock. The rains made the fields soggy and ensured a soft landing.