I was riding a cab througout the evening!This is a very old incident when I was posted in Chennai. The year was 1991.
We were invited for a marriage reception in Banglore. One of my relatives was getting his son married and the reception was scheduled in the evening time in Vijaynagar area in Banglore.
Due to some personal reasons, I decided to go alone to attend the function. I took an early morning bus from Chennai to Banglore and got down at the bus stand. It was about 2 PM and I thought to hire an auto-rickshaw (cab) to go to the venue.
I also thought to let me see the address of the venue and searched for the invitation card in my small handbag. It was not there. I was a bit perplexed. I have not noted the address also in my pocket diary or a slip of paper. Whatever I could remember was that it was in Vijaynagar area. I also remembered the name of the bridegroom.
At that time there was no mobile phone and I did not have a telephone connection in my house in Chennai so I was in a fix what to do.
Anyway, I asked a cab driver to take me to somewhere in Vijaynagar area. It took about half an hour and he stopped at some place and asked me where to go further. I got down and gave him money and went to nearby shops to inquire about marriage halls in that area. The shopkeeper told me that Vijaynagar is a big area and it will be difficult to find out the place without address. He also told me there are so many sectors and it will be more or less impossible to cover the various marriage halls and facilities and find out where exactly that particular reception is planned. Another thing which I came to know was that the marriage season was in full swing and there might be many marriages there in that area also.
I was at my wit's end and took a chance by hiring another cab and asked him to take me to all the sectors one by one covering at least the main roads or some prominent places. For an hour and a half, we were struggling to find the venue and we saw many marriage sign boards but one which was my destination was not in sight. I was desperate and tired and asked the driver to take me back to bus stand from the shortest route.
While going back I was seeing many signboards displaying the names of the bride and the groom and suddenly I saw the name which was in my mind for such a long time but so far not found written anywhere.
I stopped the cab, paid him money and slowly moved towards the marriage hall. The guests were yet to come but the representatives of the host were there and I wished them and took rest in the side room and had some tea. I kept quiet as I was not in a mood to narrate that ordeal.
Today when I look back, I remember that incident when I had to ride the cab almost the full afternoon.
This is my entry for TOW contest.