Coming to Cochin is always a little confusing for me.. Strangely in a town as small and slow as Cochin, I always feel a little lost or rather a little out of sync with myself.
While this may not be a very flattering assessment, what I always relate with cochin, or at least the youth of cochin, is this fever to compete with the big city. And in particular, the big city night life.
I can see some of you smirking at this ludicrous idea of Cochin even dreaming of competing with the vibrant, thriving night life of a city like Mumbai or Delhi or even Chennai. But it's true, and it seems like the boys back home have something to prove.
I sometimes picture a night out in Cochin to be something like taking a nose dive into a pool and never coming up for air till the last song is sung, the last drop of alcochol is consumed, and someones car has been crashed.
Its like being sucked into this crazy vortex of drinking, dancing, shots, house parties and still more drinking, till it finally spits you out (hopefully) at your doorstep somewhere close to morning.
It's fun, it's crazy, it's expensive, a little tedious and so very very over the top.
I had an epiphany some time ago in Mumbai, before I left to come home. I had a rather unpleasant experience while out one night with a friend of mine from Cochin. And what I realised was that I couldn't keep up with this man from small-town Cochin and better yet, Hell, I didn't want to! I didn't want to go from club to club and from drink to drink with him. And my problem had always been that I just could not say no to him, when he was in Cochin or when he would visit me in Mumbai. That one night somehow changed my entire outlook on Cochin. It taught me, in some way, to enjoy the moment, without letting the fever grip me, without letting myself get sucked into the centre of the vortex.
I found my zen - which had previously always eluded me in Cochin.
I sometimes see myself and my life like a giant jigsaw puzzle, and one piece just feel into place :)
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