I like visiting temples. I don’t mind the size of the temple. One thing I love in Tamil Nadu is, each street will have at least one temple. If not with gopuram, it would be with a small pillaiyar sitting blissfully inside a box sized cabin in front of any house.
Recently I visited Rameswaram and I loved that trip. We had an adventurous ride and almost reached Srilanka. My uncle told we are hardly 30 k.m. away from Srilanka. The fun part was to take bath in all those well which is considered auspicious. It was surprising that water from each well tasted differently.
And of course I love the prasadam that we get in temples. The best I had is the puliyodharai from Triplicane Parthasarathy Temple.
There is a Murugan temple near my parent’s house. I used to visit everyday when I was studying. The ‘Gurukkal’ became my friend and he used to praise me to my mother (ahem.. ahem..) Last time when I visited there, the temple had a new look with large gopuram, flashy lights, electrical bell etc. but the smile at Murugan’s face remained just the same and I could relate myself to him immediately as I did during my teenage.