We are residing in the heart of Puducherry amid its din and bustle. Here the custon is that the windows and doors are always closed unlike in mahe. Day time, I was left alone with a maid-servant , dialogue between us always ended in confusion as our languages were different.
I have noted that coastline of bay of bengal is not so beautiful as the arabian sea . But all along without the natural rocks blocking the view of beautiful sea, one can get a full length view of puducherry beach.
The tiny state of Puducherry has many statues of Mahtma Gandhi, Duplex , Joan of Arc , Jawaharlal Nehru and many more. Auroville bears the testimony of the revolutionary-turned spiritualist Aurobindo Gosh and his French disciple 'mother'.
The union territory has 4 medical colleges, 6 engineering colleges, a law college and many other arts and science colleges.
As in Kerala , politics doesn't show its ugly tooth in schools and colleges, not a single academic day is wasted due to that. The people around here never named me as an outsider ,but gave me a chance to show my talents . The girls HSS ,where I worked is so condusive to train young girls. The girls even got prizes in the extra-curricular activities and youth festivals.
Kerala Samajam of pondicherry is doing yeoman, service during festivals like 'onam', 'christmas' and 'new year'. They arrange family get-together where we get an opportunity to meet our classmates and relatives of kerala.
How can one forget their own native land? who said "East or West ,home is the best". I'm longing for my place ,when puducherry is boiling in "Chitirai". I remind sweet welcom summer showers of Mahe and the very wet-rather soaked june-july rainy season.
Yes! my dream come true as I visit Mahe during January, as I have holidays. The tamilmakkal celebrate Pongal . I can meet my mother, a healing touch from her acts like a balm, a magic which will keep my energy high for the whole year.
your words took me to my own mahe..........
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