Of tart mango slices coated with salt and chili
and gazillion silk sarees woven with zari,
Of Hindu paper with strong suda-suda filter coffee
and worshipping godlike rajini even at sixty,
Of feisty elliots and marina beach
and not to forget the chennai heat :)
Of well-oiled hair with jathi-malli
and the alphabet 'zh' that caught my fancy,
These are just some of the endless memories,
18 years of my existence i owe it to you,
To you, Madras, with all my love :)
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