9.50 PM, 28 July 2025: A mountain of clothes smiling from a corner of the room. Or, are they grumpy for not being sunkissed and smelling fresh? Can't predict. Thanks to the weather. It could be both. Just like I was this morning. Had forgotten that it's not a hotel and that I was back to adulting -- washing and drying clothes would not really end. I rather gear up for Part 2 of the road trip kahani (story) , exactly a week after the night we said goodbye to Ganesh mess (my husband halfheartedly, because he did not get a porotta for dinner). After Rameshwaram's night views and sounds, we knew that "seeing" the sun rise the next morning sounded like a distant dream. Anyway, since enquiries were done the previous night, the guys did not have trouble finding tea early in the morning. Dhanushkodi beckoned soon after. After what seemed like a drive through a road away from the vagaries of city life, we were soon on a road that offered scenic views of the Arabian Sea...
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