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  1. #Fotovorschlag Dinge die mit O beginnen oder so aussehen

    #Oberleitung in #chennai im indischen Bundesstaat #tamilnadu

    Das Teil britzelte und brutzelte keinen Meter von uns entfernt, wie wir auf der #dachterrasse unseres Hostels saßen und #idli zum #frühstück aßen.

  2. #Fotovorschlag Dinge die mit O beginnen oder so aussehen

    #Oberleitung in #chennai im indischen Bundesstaat #tamilnadu

    Das Teil britzelte und brutzelte keinen Meter von uns entfernt, wie wir auf der #dachterrasse unseres Hostels saßen und #idli zum #frühstück aßen.

  3. #Fotovorschlag Dinge die mit O beginnen oder so aussehen

    #Oberleitung in #chennai im indischen Bundesstaat #tamilnadu

    Das Teil britzelte und brutzelte keinen Meter von uns entfernt, wie wir auf der #dachterrasse unseres Hostels saßen und #idli zum #frühstück aßen.

  4. #Fotovorschlag Dinge die mit O beginnen oder so aussehen

    #Oberleitung in #chennai im indischen Bundesstaat #tamilnadu

    Das Teil britzelte und brutzelte keinen Meter von uns entfernt, wie wir auf der #dachterrasse unseres Hostels saßen und #idli zum #frühstück aßen.

  5. #Fotovorschlag Dinge die mit O beginnen oder so aussehen

    #Oberleitung in #chennai im indischen Bundesstaat #tamilnadu

    Das Teil britzelte und brutzelte keinen Meter von uns entfernt, wie wir auf der #dachterrasse unseres Hostels saßen und #idli zum #frühstück aßen.

  6. Doctor Said She’d Never Sing Again; Then She Sang For A R Rahman

    Meet Deepali Sahay, the singing sensation from Main Waapas Aaunga.Nearly two decades after being voted out of Indian…
    #NewsBeep #News #US #USA #UnitedStates #UnitedStatesOfAmerica #TV #BabaAzmi #Chennai #DeepaliSahay #Doc #Entertainment #FTII #ImtiazAli #MainWaapasAaunga #Patna #Rahman #YouTube
    newsbeep.com/us/738695/

  7. Doctor Said She’d Never Sing Again; Then She Sang For A R Rahman

    Meet Deepali Sahay, the singing sensation from Main Waapas Aaunga.Nearly two decades after being voted out of Indian…
    #NewsBeep #News #US #USA #UnitedStates #UnitedStatesOfAmerica #TV #BabaAzmi #Chennai #DeepaliSahay #Doc #Entertainment #FTII #ImtiazAli #MainWaapasAaunga #Patna #Rahman #YouTube
    newsbeep.com/us/738695/

  8. Doctor Said She’d Never Sing Again; Then She Sang For A R Rahman

    Meet Deepali Sahay, the singing sensation from Main Waapas Aaunga.Nearly two decades after being voted out of Indian…
    #NewsBeep #News #TV #BabaAzmi #CA #Canada #chennai #DeepaliSahay #Doc #Entertainment #FTII #imtiazali #MainWaapasAaunga #Patna #rahman #youtube
    newsbeep.com/ca/775014/

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  13. I wish Chennai gets 40cm rain, so that we can see how well tharkuri Vijay is maintaining its infrastructure.

  14. I wish Chennai gets 40cm rain, so that we can see how well tharkuri Vijay is maintaining its infrastructure.

    #Chennai #infrastructure #Politics #Corruption #Vijay

  15. I wish Chennai gets 40cm rain, so that we can see how well tharkuri Vijay is maintaining its infrastructure.

    #Chennai #infrastructure #Politics #Corruption #Vijay

  16. I’d love to hear your thoughts. Are we seeing "exploitation," or are we seeing a desperate reaction to a system that fails to prioritize the vulnerable?

    #SocialDynamics #TamilNadu #PublicPolicy #Parenting #Infrastructure #Chennai #Sociology

  17. Fuck, neighbours blast their speakers. It would be a great celebration if they are dead.

  18. Fuck, neighbours blast their speakers. It would be a great celebration if they are dead.

    #SkyLabAvenue #Sithalapakkam #Chennai

  19. Random Specific Thoughts @myrandomspecificthoughts.wordpress.com@myrandomspecificthoughts.wordpress.com ·

    Colours of Egmore

    Egmore, a historic neighbourhood in Chennai, India, is known for its colonial-era architecture, busy railway junction, roadside artists, and markets overflowing with colour. The railway station here has been a major travel hub for over a century, once one of the key gateways connecting colonial Madras to the rest of South India, long before Chennai had its current name.

    “And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”
    ― Friedrich Nietzsche

    He holds my hands softly and places the hemispherical drum in my open palm.

    What are they called?

    Oh, just happy drums,” he tells me. “Feel closely,” and he begins tapping on them, and the loveliest notes come forth. “Do you feel the vibrations?” he asks me, smiling as I nod back.

    That is music we create.

    He leaves me holding it and shows me his wares: numerous drums in various shapes, sizes and motifs; some catering to hippies, others to Buddhists, many to free souls and several to children, with happy trees, blue waves and lavender poppies.

    He taps across his wares, and several notes ring out in succession. He smiles as strangers turn toward him, inspecting the source of this lovely noise in the bustling Saturday Egmore crowd. Softly, and with the attentiveness only an artist possesses, he places different drums into their hands and watches their faces change as they realise the vibrations they feel are translated to the music soothing their hearts.

    He spreads his arms again, exhibiting his colourful wares — bold reds and greens, some with golden borders, others with silver. They sit in neat rows, descending in size. What a luxury it is to not be afraid of colours, I think.

    Beside him, his companion’s stall swayed gently beneath the tarpaulin roof — rows of cloth puppets suspended by red strings, alongside home decorations, miniature autorickshaws and elephants, all just as strikingly vivid. Crimson, saffron, turquoise and deep violet spilt across their skirts in mirrors, sequins and gold-threaded patterns, while bright yellows and glowing blacks flashed beneath the dim shelter of the stall.

    Colours of Egmore, photos by me.

    Their painted faces wear fixed expressions beneath large black eyes heavily lined with kohl, and their shiny attire and jingling trimmings catch the light whenever the hot Chennai wind drifts through. Dancers and singers and village women and puppeteers hung frozen mid-performance, as though an entire travelling theatre has paused beneath the blistering Egmore heat — a world of their own, within a world of his own.

    “…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”
    ― Vincent Willem van Gogh

    Thoughtfully yours,
    D

    Related read:
    A Street Symphony

    Previously on Random Specific Thoughts:

  20. Random Specific Thoughts @myrandomspecificthoughts.wordpress.com@myrandomspecificthoughts.wordpress.com ·

    Colours of Egmore

    Egmore, a historic neighbourhood in Chennai, India, is known for its colonial-era architecture, busy railway junction, roadside artists, and markets overflowing with colour. The railway station here has been a major travel hub for over a century, once one of the key gateways connecting colonial Madras to the rest of South India, long before Chennai had its current name.

    “And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”
    ― Friedrich Nietzsche

    He holds my hands softly and places the hemispherical drum in my open palm.

    What are they called?

    Oh, just happy drums,” he tells me. “Feel closely,” and he begins tapping on them, and the loveliest notes come forth. “Do you feel the vibrations?” he asks me, smiling as I nod back.

    That is music we create.

    He leaves me holding it and shows me his wares: numerous drums in various shapes, sizes and motifs; some catering to hippies, others to Buddhists, many to free souls and several to children, with happy trees, blue waves and lavender poppies.

    He taps across his wares, and several notes ring out in succession. He smiles as strangers turn toward him, inspecting the source of this lovely noise in the bustling Saturday Egmore crowd. Softly, and with the attentiveness only an artist possesses, he places different drums into their hands and watches their faces change as they realise the vibrations they feel are translated to the music soothing their hearts.

    He spreads his arms again, exhibiting his colourful wares — bold reds and greens, some with golden borders, others with silver. They sit in neat rows, descending in size. What a luxury it is to not be afraid of colours, I think.

    Beside him, his companion’s stall swayed gently beneath the tarpaulin roof — rows of cloth puppets suspended by red strings, alongside home decorations, miniature autorickshaws and elephants, all just as strikingly vivid. Crimson, saffron, turquoise and deep violet spilt across their skirts in mirrors, sequins and gold-threaded patterns, while bright yellows and glowing blacks flashed beneath the dim shelter of the stall.

    Colours of Egmore, photos by me.

    Their painted faces wear fixed expressions beneath large black eyes heavily lined with kohl, and their shiny attire and jingling trimmings catch the light whenever the hot Chennai wind drifts through. Dancers and singers and village women and puppeteers hung frozen mid-performance, as though an entire travelling theatre has paused beneath the blistering Egmore heat — a world of their own, within a world of his own.

    “…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”
    ― Vincent Willem van Gogh

    Thoughtfully yours,
    D

    Related read:
    A Street Symphony

    Previously on Random Specific Thoughts: