Vadanaatu Payanam

GT Express was ready to start at Chennai Central. That was my first vadanaatu payanam. I was going alone. My friend who came to send me off was pouring on me lot of tips.
“ Nee porathu UPSC interviewku. Ethavathu palaana hoteluku poi villangathula maatikatha.”
“OK.”
"Cannaught Placela Madras Hotel iruku. Ange poi stay pannu.”
“Bye! Bye!”
“Best of Luck!”

After more than 36 hours of rail payanam, I got down and came out of New Delhi Railway station. A rickshaw approached me.
“Tamila?”
“Aamaam.”
“Enge poganum?”
“Cannaught Place Madras Hoteluku.”
“Eriko.”
I was delighted to meet a Tamilan first in vadanaatu soil.
I got into the rickshaw.
“Entha vooru?”
“Tiruchy.”
“Naanum Tiruchikaaranthan.”
Wonderful feeling to meet namma voorkaran in vadanaadu.
The rickshaw stopped near a hotel.
“Indha hotel nalla irukum saar. Paakalaama?”
“Venaam. Madras Hoteluku ponga.”
The rickshaw moved.
“Tiruchila entha area?”
“Taaraanallur.”
Ecstatic to know that his pettai was adjacent to my pettai in Tiruchy.
The rickshaw stopped near another hotel.
“Intha hotel romba suthamaana hotel saar. Paakalaama?”
“Madras Hoteluku ponga, vera engayum vendaam.”
The rickshaw moved.
“Delhiku ethuku vantheengo?”
“Velaiku interview attend pannanum.”
“Enge?”
“UPSC buildingla.”
“Eppo?”
“Naalaiku.”
The rickshaw was back at New Delhi Railway Station.
“Erangiko saar. Vera rickshaw paathuko.”
I engaged another rickshaw driven by a hindikarar. He took me straight to Madras Hotel without a murmur.