Chennai, Tamil and an unexpected gesture that restored my faith in human good!
Joy and dismay do travel hand in hand at times or so was my situation when I got my Date-Of-Joining mail from IT major Wipro technologies. The joy obvious was from late-but-timely DOJ but shock was regarding the place they had assigned for training - Chennai. The fact that they hate to speak in Hindi, the supposed common denominator in India, made me miserable at first thought. I knew no south Indian language except Kannada and they knew no language that I was fluent in. Complete dead-lock. On the other hand DOJ being served just a week before joining left little room for negotiations and so, with very little to do, I started packing myself for Chennai treat! Once in city, I was open for more - with stinky street, political posters on every new wall and building, my worries tended to rise. Added to it was my language dilemma. But then I met this man! Actually, it was my search from shop to shop, person to person for accommodation which landed me at his grocery shop. With...