When I was about seven or eight years old, until up to about 13 to 14 years of age, a weekly activity was to visit my grandparents, specifically my Mom's parents. We did occasionally visit my Dad's parents as well but not as often.
My Mom's parents lived in Alwar Thiru Nagar - this is a locality that's about, I'm guessing with Google's help, 10km from where we lived in Anna Nagar. My Dad back then just owned a motorbike, which I remember was a IND Suzuki. I would sit in the front of the motor-bike, right on top of the fuel tank and my Mom would sit behind my Dad(possibly with my baby sister in her lap). This sounds incredibly dangerous when looked at from the lens of the first world but it's fairly common in the developing world. To be clear, I'm not advocating this form of travel at all but in general when one has modest means and needs to accomplish something, humans come up with innovative solutions. Once at a yoga class someone came up to me and said she loved my re-interpretation of the salad dresser carafe, I smiled to myself, to me it just looked like another container to hold some water to drink.
Anyways the whole point of this post is that I remembered how my legs would get numb just sitting stationary with my legs stretched out for the hour long journey from my grand parents' house. The journey would always start out well with me hoping that this time my legs wouldn't get numb, but it was inevitable almost every single time. I must have lost at least a couple of flip-flops which fell off my feet during the journey without me able to feel them!
My Mom's parents lived in Alwar Thiru Nagar - this is a locality that's about, I'm guessing with Google's help, 10km from where we lived in Anna Nagar. My Dad back then just owned a motorbike, which I remember was a IND Suzuki. I would sit in the front of the motor-bike, right on top of the fuel tank and my Mom would sit behind my Dad(possibly with my baby sister in her lap). This sounds incredibly dangerous when looked at from the lens of the first world but it's fairly common in the developing world. To be clear, I'm not advocating this form of travel at all but in general when one has modest means and needs to accomplish something, humans come up with innovative solutions. Once at a yoga class someone came up to me and said she loved my re-interpretation of the salad dresser carafe, I smiled to myself, to me it just looked like another container to hold some water to drink.
Anyways the whole point of this post is that I remembered how my legs would get numb just sitting stationary with my legs stretched out for the hour long journey from my grand parents' house. The journey would always start out well with me hoping that this time my legs wouldn't get numb, but it was inevitable almost every single time. I must have lost at least a couple of flip-flops which fell off my feet during the journey without me able to feel them!
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