Sunday, December 28, 2008

The Village Life

I spent the last three days in the land where women smell of coconut oil, men have excessive facial hair and everyone speaks Tamil with a mallu accent. Yes, I spent the last three days in Nagarcoil.

Day 1:

- My cousin and I got yelled at by 3 middle aged ugly men who were under the impression that we were prying on them while they were bathing. Egoistic bastards!

- I was chased by a goat. Not so much chased as stared at, actually. But I ran for my life anyway.


Day 2:

- I heard the worst music group in the world perform. Yes, Backstreet Boys and Boyzone included. They perform at the local church choir. I finally know what wrong pitch, non sync and scary voices mean.

- We played family cricket. My 9 year old cousin and my 25 year old brother were the captains. The other players included 5 clueless girls. It was soon established, without a doubt, that I sucked most out of the 5. Our cricket involved a lot of dangerous swinging of the bat and some aimless throwing of the ball which more often than not, ended up in the neighbor's yard. After an hour of excessive sweating, tons of family jokes and a lot of rolling around in the mud ( on my part), we decided that the game was a draw.

Day 3:

- It has been established that kids hate me. It is finally official. My little cousin started crying because I touched her. Crying, yes. With tears and everything.

- I got on a train to come home.

Now:

There is a lot of noise around me, there is never enough time to do everything I want to do, There are no more kids running around wanting to play with me, I get to worry about my life and where it is heading, meal times only last around 10 times and everything is just a little more rushed and complicated now. In short, Life is back to normal.

13 comments:

Abhishek said...

village good!
city bad!
i think every place has its own charm. there are things about cities that are not very materialistic that a village will never have.

Jean said...

Agreed!

The truth is, this is the first time in a long time that I actually enjoyed going to Nagarcoil.

I used to crib a lot about the lack of malls and cafes. This time, however, it didn't matter so much!

^_^

Raphael said...

nagercoil has mallu accent? :0

and u didnt write abt the "turkey" feast.

so i calculate it did happen after all! :P

anyways, happy and peaceful new year ahead jean!

Jean said...

So someone is finally convinced of my existence!

And very Happy New Year to you! :)

JollyRoger said...

Village life sounds fun!!! Had fun with your post, more will be much appreciated!

El Fuego said...

Awesome!! It's really great to go to a place like Nagarcoil...

Man!! the beauty and the bliss that solely belongs to that place.. And that goat chasing you!! lol ...

Good post... You played cricket? *blinks* :P

Vinodh said...

being chased by goats must have been fun:)
stop complaining!

Aragorn said...

I spent the last three hours in a place where women felt like shit and men like shit holes.....yes...I spent the last three hours in my college staff-room....

Chriz said...

nagercoil is my hometown too.. and i like it for some obvious reasons... forget abt the narrow mindedness and creepy nature...

you wont have a better climate anywhere in tamilnadu.. and talking abt the music part, there are some real good music lovers and clubs... you should have explored...

Jean said...

@ Chriz

I wasn't really planning to enjoying the music. It just so happened that I came across a group that scared the hell out of me!

kicking.and.screaming said...

Ah, so Im on your blog finally.
You'd visited mine a long lone time ago.
I see, you kept up with the warmth and cuteness. I dropped it entirely.

And whoa. You have a whole party of friends here, equally warm.

Very fuzzy experience, this, your blog.

kicking.and.screaming said...

Peep. Sorry about that. It was the same thing twice.

Dissillusioned Caffine Addict said...

Did you find the MOTIVE behind your cousin's tears? I mean it just cant be your "TOUCH"