Partial Homecoming

Killing time was never so much fun. I am in a cybercafe in Chennai Central Railway Station right now. My train to Bangalore is at 2310Hrs which means I have around three more hours to kill. But I am enjoying every moment here.
I arrived in Chennai at around 1735hrs that is, around two and a half hours back. After completing the essential duties of depositing luggage in the cloak room and confirming the time of departure of my train to Bangalore I went out of the station for a walk. It felt really good to be back home again. I know I am not in Bangalore yet but coming to South India itself is like a partial homecoming. I was sick and tired of hearing Bong words all day long in Kolkata and also in the train. Tamil was such a refreshing change. I feel a sense of belongingness as soon as I enter South India. Feels like home.
I just kept walking around the station observing people and their movements. I had whatever food whenever I felt like having. (I have had at least 3 cups of coffee, 4 glasses of juice, snacks at MarryBrown, some icecream, some chocolates and other arbit stuff) I spotted a cybercafe and thought it a good idea to check my mails as it had been almost a fortnight since I went online thanks to the inefficient server in my hostel and my exams. I plan to have a sumptuous south indian dinner at Saravana Bhavan and get onto my train and just sleeeeeeep....