Next day
The next day we had the darshan of Sri Subramanian and took a ropeway down the hill. The off-season did remove the long queues and we even had time for a double darshan.Later in the day we set out towards Madurai.
I must say i love the roads in Tamil-Nadu , they are not like the ones you will find in Kerala - surrounded on both sides by human settlements .They are straight to a degree and cut thru vast open terrain. The Western Ghats make a wonderful scene all along the NH-209. Majestic mountains capped by peaks clothed in dark clouds emptying their contents on the green forests on the other side.
It seems the people here are used to the clouds cheating them, Any kerlalite wid expect a good shower from the dark masses u see in the sky but wud'nt rain a drop.No wonder people live around sources of water .The next things that really caught my attention were the windmills. Its very windly down there with winds catching out car. No wonder they put these huge posts to catch the wind. They are few score metres tall with a single blade of the rotor fitting a big trailer truck. U can imagine the sizes now ? Its not one or two rather hundreds dot the flat hilly landscape. Then we caught a glimpse of the college which my sister is to join and later took a turn south on the NH-7 towards Madurai.It did'nt even seem that this road would be part of the important North-South corridor. A road thru the same kinndof land but without the comfort of roadsigns that lead our way on the 209.
It was a happening city - the ancient capital of the Pandyas.The 16 acre 16 storey Madurai Meenakshi Temple left us spell bound on what could be accomplished in stone.The size and beauty of each pillar and slab that adorns temple are beyond description.So are the shrines of Meenakshi and Sunderaswar.
One thing i remember well was tat we locked ourselves out of the car at Thirupurakundram. All efforts to slide the glass and open the lock were failures.Untill a clever guy in crowd got a piece of hard wire that he managed to prise in between the now slightly open window. The best thing was that he twisted the key out of ignition. That was a real help without which we could have been stranded in the middle of Tamil country without any Tamil on our lips - a very unenviable position.
The rest of the day was uneventful and we proceed to the rest house of the college to spend our night.
I must say i love the roads in Tamil-Nadu , they are not like the ones you will find in Kerala - surrounded on both sides by human settlements .They are straight to a degree and cut thru vast open terrain. The Western Ghats make a wonderful scene all along the NH-209. Majestic mountains capped by peaks clothed in dark clouds emptying their contents on the green forests on the other side.
It seems the people here are used to the clouds cheating them, Any kerlalite wid expect a good shower from the dark masses u see in the sky but wud'nt rain a drop.No wonder people live around sources of water .The next things that really caught my attention were the windmills. Its very windly down there with winds catching out car. No wonder they put these huge posts to catch the wind. They are few score metres tall with a single blade of the rotor fitting a big trailer truck. U can imagine the sizes now ? Its not one or two rather hundreds dot the flat hilly landscape. Then we caught a glimpse of the college which my sister is to join and later took a turn south on the NH-7 towards Madurai.It did'nt even seem that this road would be part of the important North-South corridor. A road thru the same kinndof land but without the comfort of roadsigns that lead our way on the 209.
It was a happening city - the ancient capital of the Pandyas.The 16 acre 16 storey Madurai Meenakshi Temple left us spell bound on what could be accomplished in stone.The size and beauty of each pillar and slab that adorns temple are beyond description.So are the shrines of Meenakshi and Sunderaswar.
One thing i remember well was tat we locked ourselves out of the car at Thirupurakundram. All efforts to slide the glass and open the lock were failures.Untill a clever guy in crowd got a piece of hard wire that he managed to prise in between the now slightly open window. The best thing was that he twisted the key out of ignition. That was a real help without which we could have been stranded in the middle of Tamil country without any Tamil on our lips - a very unenviable position.
The rest of the day was uneventful and we proceed to the rest house of the college to spend our night.
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