How many rides I have taken in a rickshaw as a child with my grandmother, mother and aunts in the Mylapore area! I went to the temple with my grandmother in a rickshaw. I joined my mother and aunts in their shopping because I knew I would get a ride back home. I was made to sit on the wooden seat where my bottom ached from being crammed. But I loved the view from there. The sun-cover on top of the rickshaw can be flapped shut, I loved riding that way with the wind on my face. I always pitied the poor man who rode us home with all our shopping bags.