Oh nooo... It hurt. My face was bruised and so was my hand. The cellphone and bike weren't. Well, I continued the conversation still lying on the road :)....

Later when I came to my home and saw my face on the mirror, my God! I looked like a monkey.. (is someone saying I already am like that?... get lost!). Balu gave me the first aid kit, and I did apply medicine and went to sleep.

In spite of being an arranged marriage or love marriage I see that a lot of married couples are unhappy. Because most of the time, the problem that breaks in, is from external forces.

People fear to break those social chains. They aren't even aware of it first of all. Free thinking, love, humanity, care and mutual respect for each other.. the world is losing faith in all these slowly. I wish my family and friends at least have faith in these.

I am here by the grace of God, my angels brought me here. Both divine and human spirits. I play my destiny.

I understand how much I had missed and what the young Tamils of my generation misses totally. Some of them are addicted to western influences mindlessly. Most of them are ignorant about the richness and wonder of our culture. Losing one's own identity and being a part of a global destructive monoculture is a shame.. So sad! I've been like that too. Thank God, I can 'think' now.

I am proud about being a Thamizhachi!

But, there have been several requests from people asking me to continue writing and I decided to honour their affection and friendship for me. Isn't friendship the most precious thing in life? It is! Atleast for me for sure.

So here I am!