I start on my usual time (10 am). The highway, as I am seeing since yesterday, is beautiful. I am seeing that since I enter in to the south India, Highway’s are good and maintained. Credit card are accepted here everywhere without getting suspicious on the card holder. In North they behave like you have stolen this card from somebody. Are south Indians are more sincere, corruption level might be low (Kher bach ke kaha jaoge, India is one nation and hum North Indians dheere dheer tumhe bhi corrupt bana hi denge)
I want to leave this beautiful highway and want to go through country side roads to have closer look into the life of this region but I couldn’t go for two reasons. One is that I left for one or two days money so I better be going to my target of Kanyakumari and second thing is that when you have urge to reach destination, you almost become incapable of enjoying the route. In a city life, we always have a hurry to reach somewhere, office to home, home to office, etc we stop enjoying the life. It might sound philosophy but it’s what I felt in this trip.
The Eischer road map is not updated and it made me travel long. It showed the NH 45 goes to Madurai via Dindigul only while there was direct route from Thiruchirapalli . Google Map is updated with new direct highway no. NH 45B from Thiruchirapalli to Madurai is shown.
I saw too many people since Chennai on some kind of religious cross-country walk on foot (Pad-Yatra). Till Viluppuram most the men and women were wearing Red cloth and after Thiruchirapalli most of the people wearing black. I stop by and interview one person, Mr. Shrinivasen. It was nice talking to him and his friend. They were going to Sabarimala, Kerala, which is 700 km from Chennai. They travel around 30-35 km daily.
(Sirf religion ya love hi kisi ko ye Jnoon de sekta hai, mai to sirf bhatak raha hu.)
Maggie Story: Dindigul is not small town as I expected. Getting cheap room was bit difficult but luckily I found one at 200 rs and because I ate some crap on the city entrance road I didn’t feel hungry so I planned to skip dinner. While watching TV I saw the Maggie noodles and suddenly I felt to eating Maggie. I planned to get one prepared for me. I bought Maggie , chilly and onions (Onions they are costly now so usually not available on cheap places of eating where I planned to cook Maggie) and then I go to road side Dhabas and tea maker and to my surprised , no body want to cooperate in cooking Maggie. Than I decide try on highway. I hit one strange highway around 10 pm and there is also no help. I figure out that most of them excusing for do not having pot for making Maggie. I become crazy and decide to buy one. Although it’s late but luckily I get help to buy one with direction of a shop lady from whom I bought salt. It was only 25 rs for a pot their. Than again I went to the same shops where I tried earlier, but they still not willing. I was frustrated but I kept trying and than a saw a old lady on tea stall, I asked her and she instantly ready for making it. She made delicious one (or may be after so much hard work to get this). I apologies that I thought that she has good business sense of making money while there was no customer on that tea stall but she didn’t take any extra money from me except tea and cigarettes. I insist her to take at least some money for fuel etc. but she didn’t except. It was like feeding to her child only. I planned to buy some gift for tomorrow before leaving the town but as usual I am so lazy in the morning that I left without giving her anything, such an xxxxx I am.
In the remaining trip I always keep Maggie, onions and chilies. And when ever I felt hungry want it I stop by any tea stall till Mumbai. (After Mumbai I do not have any problem with taste) and no body charged me for that even looks very poor by cloths etc. (I guess they have rich by heart and use to be happy by helping)
Viluppuram, Tamil Nadu
Dindigul, Tamil Nadu
Km 260 Via NH 45
Room rent 200