What do you do on a rainy weekend in a city, when flooded streets and chaotic traffic wouldn’t let you enjoy the rains? Well, if you are like me, you would find yourself a ride and get out of the city. Driving my bike didn’t seem like a good idea in that weather so I booked a Chennai taxi with a reliable driver and headed towards Yelagiri.
The mini hill station, sitting quietly in the Vellore district is one of the most beautiful places to spend some time near Chennai, and also my favorite. Being at a little higher altitude also makes it pleasant and lets you enjoy the cooler weather. I have mostly been there for short treks and camping trips, but never solo or to experience a quiet time and enjoy the solitude. So, this trip turned out to be quite special. I paid attention to every little thing around, which one often misses when traveling in groups.
Travel is never tiring when we are on our own and choose to do something we love. Our sudden decisions to change our routes have always been a memorable journey and we never deter for a moment to pursue what is in us. Day 3 was initially dedicated to Tiruchendur, the beautiful abode of Lord Muruga, one of the six Arupadai Veedu ( 6 houses). We wanted a journey to the beach, became famous after the 2004 Tsunami where the ocean pulled in and never came out to hit the temple. Science and Beliefs are at war here but to us, we know it is the place that holds us, be it for its amazing shoreline or the enormity of the temple and its significance. As we were retiring on Day 2, we saw many on the road wearing green dhotis and walking in groups. We came to know that these people are walking to Tiruchendur for Thai Poosam that Sunday, the day after tomorrow. The groups we saw were near Kallidaikurichi and Tiruchendur was about 70+ kms away. We could see young and old alike without slippers but peppy as ever and least bothered about the long walk ahead chanting divine names and proceeding towards the temple. Their sincerity and dedication made such an impact on us and made us contemplate on our travel without compromising an iota of comfort. Bowing to them for their devotion and sustenance, we proceeded on our journey.