My Time In Pondicherry, (French India)

I visited Pondicherry, formed out of 4 territories of French India, at the turn of the Millenium.

I was mildly surprised that the roads were quite deserted for a weekend. The buildings were reminiscent of French designs and I loved that they were preserved so well.

As usual, I took a walk to the seaside and then realized that there was a movie shoot taking place and that the crowds were there, watching the actors in action.

It was hard to get a good look at the actors from where I stood, so I took a walk along the seaside with my cousin. The sun was slowly setting so you can imagine how beautiful it was.

We had our brunch before that at a restaurant that served French cuisine. I can still remember how tasty the food was. Freshly baked buns, croissants, unsalted butter, marmalade, and eggs to perfection. I love marmalade and it tasted so good there.

Anyway, we spent some time at the beach and when it was dark, we decided to stop by a church. We were getting ready to leave for Trivandrum. The church doors were locked when I walked inside the compound, but there was this gentleman who saw me and opened a side door for me. 

I think he wanted to make a tourist like me happy:)

It was an old beautiful church, and I was a little disappointed that we couldn’t spend more time in Pondicherry, but I made a wish at that church, and it did come true. We were just passing by.

They say when you visit a church for the first time, to make three wishes (well, my mom taught us that, and I still carry on that tradition.)

It is Ponggal today (harvest festival), a very auspicious occasion for Hindus everywhere, and here’s wishing all those who celebrate a “Happy Ponggal.”

-shobana-All rights reserved. Copyright@shobana2021

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