xenophobia?!
If I have to have a conversation with a guy, I’d rather he is a Chennai born, Chennai bred, Dravidian tamizh guy. Not the loud, misguided, attitude laden men but sensible and balanced guy who thinks like I do. Call it xenophobia at its worst or parochialism, this is reality. For a mellow person like me if it impossible to put up with loud enthusiasm, misguided ambitions, silly eagerness and ignorance that seems to define the culture and socialization patterns in certain o ther parts outside this city. But otherwise I hate Chennai, I hate the weather which is keeping me acne prone for more than a decade now and the infrastructure which makes me feel like deprived third class citizen.