I’m not a Madras boy. Not born there. Didn’t quite spend my formative childhood years there. Have not worked for long in that city as well. But have been frequenting Madras as a visitor since the late 80’s enough to suffer from “Madrasitis” 🙂 Ergo, as Madras, the oldest city the British built in India celebrated its 375th birthday last week I couldn’t help recount the different vignettes imprinted in me around Madras. I am aware that at best that can only be an inside view of an outsider, nonetheless an honest one I promise.
I have very foggy memories of the first 4-5 years I spent as a child in the 70’s. So, nothing much really to recall except that we were staying few minutes away from Luz corner at Mylapore which is today stereotyped as the cultural nerve centre of Chennai. So my account is all from the 2 years I spent in Madras when I worked in the 90’s and the few days I spend on and off every year mostly on business and at times otherwise.
Conservatism was at the heart of Madras. Keeping a low profile, being simple, not showing off and to some extent being subservient were drilled into as essential behavioural requirements for children. This drill over a period of time got into the genes and brought up Madras as a quintessential traditional society. A talented A.R.Rahman or a Superstar Rajinikant or a brilliant Maniratnam all products of this Madras would always be grounded even while flying high in their respective careers. This conservatism had its share of problems as well. Bachelors would find it difficult to get accommodation. Survival in Madras for outsiders if you didn’t know the language was a nightmare. The opening up of the stock market in the 90’s and later the IT boom slowly brought what is today a cosmopolitan cut to the once traditional Madras. But there were other good things which didn’t have to wait for long. The beaches for one.
The Edward Elliot’s beach in Madras just few kilometres away from the more famed Marina beach was not as popular but had a quaint appeal to it. With not many shops or eateries as it is today, the beach was clean and was a jogger’s delight. The sea with its characteristic rough and not so rough demeanour was inviting to even a diehard hydrophobic. As a child, standing in the water and getting lashed by the waves was an exciting pastime. Little one realized then that it would be the same even when you grew up. The mobile Aavin Van booth at the beach served the best fresh flavoured milk in town then. The Marina beach ahead had a different flavor. More crowded, more eateries, more noise and more love birds hiding behind boats and under fishing nets only to be discovered by young boys selling ‘Manga Thenga Pattani Sundal’ a unique recipe of Sundal (Peas) generally sold only in the beach. As the evening fades and the dark sets in, the rotating light from the lighthouse gives you the signal to start packing off – and you do so reluctantly only to come again another day.
Moving away from beaches, the next thing which rings in your ear when you think of Madras is its moorings with classical music. Come December and the “Season” arrives with its characteristic charm. For the uninitiated the “Season” here alludes to the ‘Carnatic Music’ season. By the way Madras or today’s Chennai has 3 seasons. – Summer, Hot Summer and Music Season 🙂 🙂 So during this music season Carnatic musicians of all hue descend into the city and spread across 3 weeks play/sing “notes” of their lives in an attempt to get noticed. So much so even if you are a top notch Carnatic musician with acclaim elsewhere, you are a nobody until you have performed in this capital during the “Season” that too in the evening slots. Aspiring musicians pay money to sabhas to earn a slot in the mornings/afternoons just to be a part of the “Season”, I am told. Apart from performances, old mamas mostly and sometimes accompanied by mamis saunter across in the early mornings with mufflers and shawls (the only time in the year when you have to take these wear out in Madras 🙂 ) to different sabhas to understand the nuances of Kalyani Ragam and its variant Yaman Kalyani or other such purists’ lookouts in “lecture and demonstration” sessions. For lesser mortals there is always the difference between Sada bajji and Mulaga bajji to worry about 🙂 🙂 During the “Season” for many, the filter Kapi (coffee) at the canteen outside is as important as the ‘Kaapi’ raga rendition inside the auditorium. Just cannot afford to miss both.
The filter Kapi brings us to the next attraction of Madras which is the food. The city is a vegetarian’s paradise. For all those who get carried away by the Idli/Dosa/Vada/ Sambhar dished out at the various so called south Indian joints all over the country, you haven’t tasted the real thing yet if you haven’t tried all these in Ratna Café or Saravana Bhavan or Sangeetha or that Murugan Idli Kadai in Madras. Today joints like Saravana Bhavan are in the forefront of transporting the “Madras culture” to various cities across the globe where our bright IT Engineers are writing codes to glory.
Any talk of “Madras culture” is incomplete without reference to Mylapore located at the heart of the city. Time permitting, I don’t miss a visit to Mylapore when in Chennai even today. The long walks to Kapaleeswarar temple via Luz from my house, the compulsory visit to Giri Traders to catch up with latest on classical music, the mandatory check at the Ambika Appalam store for any new item ( 🙂 ), Coffee at Saravana Bhavan and the walk along Nageswara Rao Park smelling the Amrutanjan in the air and shopping at Rex Fashions are things which are etched well in my memory.
As I jog my memory further the other thing I enjoyed in the 2 years I stayed in Madras was catching up with Tamil plays in the weekends. The Mylapore Fine Arts was at walking distance and was popular with all the leading troupes of the day like Crazy Mohan, S.V.Shekhar, Y.G. Mahendran, Poornam Viswanathan,… I am talking of a time when there were still takers for Drama.
Essay on Madras and no reference to the notorious autowallas??? I am told that “Amma” has been successful in implementing electronic meters in auto rickshaws this year and I hope the system is working. For years, one had to put up with the tyranny of autowallas in Madras. Those days when the train reached Basin Bridge, I used to brace myself for the fight with the autowalla at Madras Central Station. The autowallas knew to outsmart the passengers every time and ask for more. “Konjam Meterukku mela pottu kudunga, Sir” (Sir please pay more than the meter) used to be one jarring line one hated to hear. And the reasons for asking more than the meter were ingenious. “Sir the destination is very far, Sir the distance is too short, Sir I will have to return empty, Sir you have 3 luggage pieces, Sir there the road is not good, Sir it is raining, Sir there is no light in that area and too dark, Sir the meter is not working, Sir prices have gone up, Sir Naan Pulla Kutti Kaaran (I have children),….!!!” 🙂 🙂 Invariably we were asked to fork out for the ills of everybody else!!! The advent of Call taxis and now the E-meters hopefully have put an end to this Autowalla tyranny.
I can keep writing on many other aspects of “Madrasitis” like the annual test match at Chepauk during Pongal, the influence of Kodambakkam aka films on people, the day long shopping by women for Silk Sarees at Mambalam, Woodlands Drive-in – the Salespeople’s’ adda, the poster culture eulogizing film stars then and politicians now (Witness “Amma” being elevated to a Durga one day Ganga/ Parvathi/Queen Mary/Radha/Kaali/Mother Teresa/,.. some other day in posters and cut-outs plastered all over the city) and so on.
This post has gone too long. But then 375th Birthday for a city doesn’t come every other day. Wishing our very own Madras (I’m not a fan of this changing names of cities when a party comes to power) while being 375 Not out many more runs and a long,…. innings!!!
Postscript: People in Madras are known for their tongue ’n cheek wit and humour. This is one sample:
James Bond comes out of British Airways at Chennai, goes to his waiting driver and says “I’m Bond, James Bond. James to you”.
For which the driver replies “I’m Subramaniam, Bala Subramaniam. Balls to you…”
🙂 🙂 🙂
Anand…. another brilliantly written one!! And wishing Chennai a VHBD… Also means a lot to me remotely maybe… As I have studied in Chennai till the 5th Std. And my sister was also born there….
Oh, yes I remember your Madras connection now. Thanks Nirmal for your take
Hi Nicely written Anand.. As you know I was born and brought up in Chromepet , a suburb in chennai. I studied in Chetpet but really missed the real “Madras” that is Mylapore. It is good that you have childhood memories of It. My Periappa used to live in Alwarpet and then on Edwards Elliots Road( now Radhakrishnan Salai). I remember the visit to the beaches especially on a full moon day with my cousins. Today, I have a small flat in Mylapore, the hub of carnatic music and musicians. Almost every street of Mylapore has a musician or two. It is nice to be able to walk to the Academy and other sabhas not to forget the beautiful kapaleeswarar temple and the Saibaba temple. I also discovered a peaceful Ramana Maharishi centre not far from the Sai Baba temple. Madras has its charm and almost everything is available in Chennai these days… Nice to be Madrasi….
Thanks da Ramesh.
Hi Anand, really great that you’ve thought & penned about one of the greatest culture in the world ” idhu thaan chennai “. Proud to say that Iam a total chennaite, born & brought up & living here for the past 47 yrs. with lots of memories & unforgettable events in my life journey(resided at triplicane, near mount road, Mylapore & from 1972 at Annanagar till date) . Go anywhere I want to be back in chennai …. ” Sorgamey enraalum namma urru polah varumah”.
Wishing Chennai & chennaites a memorable 375th birth year & rest will be history!!!
Hi Vetrivel, I can resonate with your feelings. Thanks for reading and for leaving your feedback.
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Ramakrishnan, Thanks for reading and sharing.
It is a lovely city! There are endless things that you get to explore while in Chennai 🙂 You are indeed lucky to have grown up there!
Thanks for dropping by
Nice post.
Thanks for visiting.
The Coromandel coast has a romance of its own and I look forward to visiting Chennai again later this year.
You may care to also look at this:
http://ktwop.com/2014/08/17/language-and-bombay-and-madras-and-calcutta/
ktwop
Thanks for reading and for your feedback. Will look up your post.
I am a Madras boy and still refer to the city as Madras to the horror of those whom I meet.
Nice piece that captured the nostalgia of my childhood.
Will mail you something I wrote, not so much about Madras but about my childhood.
Hi Sridhar, Thanks for reading and for the feedback. Will look for the link of your piece
Well written Anand. Keep it going!
Hi Raghu, Thanks !
Precise and good input. Waiting from you a similar input on Mumbai and other major cities where you have been travelling a lot.
Love & Regards.
Raja
Hi Mama, Thanks for the feedback. Yes, I will. I wrote a few in the past which you may like to look up.
Nicely written I came to madras more than a year back and now I see myself adoring this part of the world. Whether it is idlee and vada at murugan’s or a visit to ratna cafe on a busy big street, a visit to Elliotts or listening to some Carnatic music madras fascinates. Probably I felt more connected because just I am an outsider neither born nor brought up in madras but after this small association with this city I feel truely madrasified.thanks for writing.
Thanks for your feedback. Glad you are liking Madras and my post !
First of all i like to wish Madras a very Happy Birthday and Anand thanks for writing about ur short but sweet rendezvous with Madras.For me it took some time to move from Madras to chennai since i hv been staying here since my higher secondary till now with short stays outside madras.Staying in the vibrant Luz corner with my school in Mylapore was great fun.Luz and Mylapore are the shopping, cultural and educational hub of Madras. U can see both the conservative and the NRI crowd shopping at Nalli and Rasi silks.Mylapore fine arts used to be vibrating with concerts and dramas.A walk in the roads of Mylapore and u would be bumping upon a lot of celebrities like singers,dancers and actors.The famous Kapaleeshwarar temple has a festive atmosphere throughout the year.the yearly utsavam in the temple draws crowds from all places.Ambika appalam depot , the karpagam mess and of course as u said Giri traders used to cater to all our food and puja requirements.Those days the fashion centres of Madras used to be Besant nagar and Anna nagar.Nowadays it has spread across chennai.T.nagar and Mambalam is another vibrant place.The beaches are the crown of Madras.One has to visit Madras beach during Kaanum Pongal. Each and every festival here is celebrated with great enthusiasm. Another Madras(chennai) exclusive is the great Aadi sale which once used to be only for textiles and now for all products.The pongal cricket match at chepauk is a boon for cricket lovers.Kollywood has given some excellent talents to the world.i am adding one mor to ur list director Shankar.Now it is one of the biggest IT hubs also.I can go on writing about Madras but to sum it all up Madras now called Chennai is a well rounded city which is rich in all aspects. I am proud to be a chennaiite.😊😊
Bindu
Thanks for pitching in with your Madrasitis bit. Time to start your blog i think😄😃
Madras would be a good place to start
Again another realistic blog from you, Anand. How did you remember all of these? I think it is a concise summary of Madras. One more reason auto walla says for increase of charge is “Neraya oneway Sir, suthi poganum “!!
Yes Suri, that’s one more addition to the Autowalla lingo which I missed!. Thank you for your reading and for your prompt feedback. Appreciate it Dr.
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