Madurai, my home.
Coming from school and eating a plateful of sambar rice with vazhakai varuval (raw banana spicy fry) is one which can never be forgotten. Our school had just two buses then and we were put in the second trip. But second trip in school bus had its own advantages. Need not hurry to catch the bus after the school hours, can have extra chat with friends, can loiter in other class rooms, can scribble in the class room black boards, can stealthily submit record notebooks in the staff room, can listen to the stories of the gardener, many and many such memories….
By the time we reach home, we will have good appetite. On reaching home, after the few minutes (yeah, FEW minutes) of prettiness-check in the mirror, we will realize the smell of sambar and vaalakai varuval getting reheated in the kitchen. Sitting in front of the TV while mom serves a plateful of sambar rice with a spoon of ghee on it and a cupful of vazhakai varuval….Hmmmmmmmm….. Heavenly memories.