Monday, May 2, 2011

Maduve Mane..


Maduve Mane..

Article odorige bareyo munna maado binnaha,naanu khanditaa sinikalalla,haagantha khshananu aalochisabedi!idanna sumne harate saalige serisona!
Aa aadambara,sadagara,novu,nalivugala saagarada madhye obba mooka prekshakalaagi kanda keluvu khshanagalu..Slow shutterspeednalli ittu focus maadidaaga siguthalla aa chitra ade alli nadiyo sannivesha athwa innu specific aagi helbeku andre panning!ee saalanna artha maadkolokke swalpa hmm alla swalpa jaasthi camera huchu idre saaku!
Huduga,hudugi bittu,photographer,purohitharu,tande-taayi,bandhu balagadodagoodi almost chathrada ellaroo awara soothradharigalagirthaare eradu dina nadeyo ee samaaveshadalli!anthoo inthoo kodangi** aagonu inyaaru alla kanyaa tande andre ‘producer’,paapa taayina bidodu yaake?!hennu kottu,honnu kododu andre idu!
Bhale,camera hidkollo huchu bere serithu ee bhejadolage,barobbari pusthakagala puta tiruvi,maguchi,mande bisi madkondu,kannu churukaagirisi clickkisidde clickkisiddu!!mane maduvele jana co--operate maadodu kashta,innu bere yello hogi nanna prayoga maado saahasa maadolla antha manassige sariyaagi jaadsidini!hu anthu!
Haagu heegu santosha padbeku annoshtralli ee awaantharagala madhye idondhu helade idre aadithe?!
Hudgeeru 20 daatiddee aadre ella relativesoo theories shuru hachkoltaare,myaatrimo(ney!)ni open maadirthaare,adara mele hallu ginjukondu enu nodthaa idira antha kelodu?!abba!namma tande taayige adda beelbeku,yaaro,”nodtha idira”andru,’yaaranna’ antha namma pitrushriyavaru,’20 varshadinda nodthaane idivalla’ antha nanna mother india jabardasthaagi utharisidru,aaha!bhale Jodi antheera?!houdu ri;)..
Phala phala antha holeyo hallugalu oh andre ismailgalu,hosa necklacegalu,vale jhumkigalu,awra seere chennagi ide border design haledu aaythu ri discussionsgalu,ivru yaara magalu ri takka mattige idaale en nodthaa idaara antha kelbeku exclamationsgalu,magana placementgalu,madhya Madhya ootada maneya videogalu,elegalu,kumbalakaayi halwaagalu(! Idonchooru film line swalpa effectgaagi!;-))chikka makkala odaatagalu,hengeleyara nagu-galu(!) aarbhatagalu,idelladara madhye jotheyali jothe jotheyali anno appana kaalada song-galu,next time manege bandu hogi ri invitationgalu,stage mele awaru ivaru introductiongalu,yappie married lifegalu…innu eshto galu,galu,galu..!!sadhyakke ishtu saaku galu!andre ee pyara-graphige!
Beligge kaanuva nakshtragalu,Magana samanaada aliyanige maava alias producer maaduva paadapoojegalu,chatri hidiyuva sodararu,gattimelagalu,dha(A)m dho(O)m madhye maangalyadhaaranegalu,ella manthra heluva vara maangalyadhaarane samayadalliyaadru taane helabekaada manthravannu purohitharige bittu biduva audaarya,aaha!bhale..(”maangalyam tantunaanena mama jeevana..” idu sans-krit tiliyadavarigaagi,maangalya kattuthaa irodu naanu antha simple aagi helthaa idaare ri ee manthradalli!!)sampradaayagalu,varana hoonguttuvikegalu,kanyaa daanagalu,mugithu ri maduve-galu,hennu makkala tavaru mane aatagalu,innelli adu bari nenapugalu..

Friday, April 1, 2011

Life in a small hour glass..




Baalya andhre vayasalla,adu manassige khushi koduva kelavu savi savi nenapugalu.filmnalli toristhaaralla black and white flash back taraha.Samaya sthabdha chitrdanthe moodi baruthe.aa kshanagalu ellidru,hegidru,awu hengidru ondu naviraada bhaavane untu maaduthe..
Indu oorige gaadi hathidaaga yaako nanna baalyaanu nanna kanna munde banda haagaaythu.sikka patte rush ithu.alli yaako kannige biddidu obba tande magala jodi.tande mukhadalli ondu khshana kopa,ondu kade aatanka,tanna putta magala kayannu ondu kayalli bhadravaagi hidkondu innondu kayalli luggage hididiru.eradannu sambhaalastha haagu heegu mele hathi bandru.innu jaaga iddidrinda hogi ibbaru kitaki badi koothkondru.amele yenu nenapaytho eno maguge alle iro haage sanne maadi,taavu koothkolo jaagadalli tamma luggage ittu kelage ildu hodru.5 nimsha aaythu,eega aatanka aa magu mukhadalli,luggage na bhadravaagi hidkondu kaygalannu adumi koothkondidlu.bus horado hothu aythu,magu mukhada mele eega bhaya.gothiro vishya namage tande bartaare antha,offcourse bandru,bus horataithu.howdu,naanu kitki pakkaane koothidini.storynalli heroine yaavaglu kitki pakka taane koothkolodu!;-)nanage chikkandininda kitki inda nododu andre sakkath ishta,ayyo eega track tappi hoguthe,kitki kathe innondu sarti barithini!aadru kitki pakka koothaaga tangaali mukhada mele beesuvaaga aago santosha,aaha!mooru ghante prayaana,Madhya Madhya stops!jana nu jaasthi aagtha hodru.nanna two seater eega three seater aagi stretch aagide aagle!viparyaasano vichitraano athwa vipareethaano,hmm ee vipareetha yaake antha amele gothaaguthe!next stopnalli mathondu kutumba hathidru,aagle jaaga illa!ibru maklu,tande taayi!madhyawargadwru annodralli samshaya irlilla,eega idakke kaarana kelbedi,adondu kathe aaguthe!howdu ri,tande kayalle eeglu luggage iddidhu!!ella kade nodi jaaga illa antha tilidu niraasegondanthe ithu!ella 2 seaters aagle 3 seaters aagi stretch aagithu!sari ninthu tooraadodu nadithale ithu!mundina stop banda takshana jana khaali aagodanna chaathaka pakshiyanthe kaaythaa idru.ondhe ondhu jaaga khaali aaythu,makkalanna aa jaagadalli koorisi mathe tamma tooraataana shuru hachkondru!Innondhu eradu stopgala nanthara tamagu jaaga hudkondu kulithu kondaru!
Mathe munduvariyithu prayaana,innu ondhu mukkaalu ghante prayaana ide!oh naanu kathe madhyadalli amele nidraa lokada,kanasu kaano vruthige raajinaame kotre kashta aaguthe!ondhu ghante niddhe maadirabeku,gaadi bus stand upahaara kendradalli routine visitge ninthiro arivaayithu!nanna hotte saha joraagi signal kodoke shuru maadidamele,naanu paadagalanna eledu kondu hogi hotte tumbisi kondu bandhe!
Bandhe,bandu nododu enu?!nanna jaagadalli ondu kade hasugoosanna hididiro hengasu,pakkadalli yejamanru!aaha!bhale Jodi!awarigu gothaythu nanna mukhada mele bilthaa idda exclamation marks!sari hallu ginjuthaa taavu mehleddu nanage koothkoloke jaaga kotru!amele ondhu dialogue free aagi kotru ‘madam nammavrige gaali beku adakke kitki pakka kootidaare,innu swalpa hothu,channapattanadalli ilidu bidtheve!’waare wah!illa antha henge annodu?!heege munduvarithu innu ipathaydu nimishagala prayaana!!ee ishtorynalli ishtondu sarthi luggage,appa,amma,madhyamavarga,kitki antha ella yaake holu bittiddu antha anthu inthu heli kruthaarthalaagthini.howdhu ishtella aadmele namma ooru banthu.city area enter aadhvi,aaga nanna innondhu pakkadalli koothidda ajja,bahala sankochadinda kelidru,dayavittu tappu tilibedri horado munna phone maadlilla nodi nanna maganige,ee ooralli nanage obbane odaadi innu roodhi illa,swalpa ee number ge phone maadi kodthiraa antha!chey!anisithu!amele kotte.phone maadi maathaadoke kotte,aagle eno awara maga joru sadhinalli helidhu ansuthe,adakke nannanna ondhu reethi mujugaradinda nodidru,tumbaa thanks antha heli mobile kaygitru.ibru bus standnalle ildidhu.ashtu hothige awara puthra ratna darshnanawaythu.awranna nodidre tandege ildiro b.p,sugar ella ideyano annisthu,swalpa comedyaagiruthe,mukhada melenu bardirolla!aadre awru bartaa idda dhaati,mukha gantu haakirodella nodi yaaradru haage ankolodhu!bandidde,yen appa yeshtu sarthi helidru,horodoke munche phone maadolla,illi bandhu helthira,ella kelsa bittu odi barbeku,raathri phone maadidaaga heloke aagolwe?!
hindininda ondu putta kanda chigare mari taraha oduthaa banthu..awlu thet appanna padiyachu ansthu!adoo mukhada mele irlilla ri,awalu bandu tanna tandeyanna taraatege tagonda reethile gothaythu!edusiru bidthaa tanna appanige charge maadidlu,enappa neenu yaavaglu ishte,ajja barthaa idaare karkondu baroke hogbeku antha modale heloke aaglilwaa??aaga nannanna school inda karkondu baa antha galaate maadtha irlilla,nenne raathri ajja phone maadidru aagle heloke aaglilwa,ajja yesht hothu kaaybaku??!!
Aaga kandaddu naanu yaavathu mareyolla,aa ajja na tuti anchinalli kirunage mathu tandeya mukhdalli eno ondhu vichitra naachike!aa putta kandanige idaavudara chinthene ildhe bandu ajja na kayyanna hidkondu elkondu horatalu,baa ajja,antha heli tanna kathena shuru maadidlu..
Ee jeevana anno payanadlli,ellaru saagodhu onde doniyalli,nododhu ade parichitha notagalanna,aadru awugala anubhava,anubhaava eradu hosadu..adakke ee payandalli tumbaa loose ends,manassu keluvommenaadru chintisali antha..!

Friday, February 18, 2011

Lifeoo ishtene.. Just another day in my lifeoo..


Lifeoo ishtene..
Just another day in my lifeoo..
                                                  
It will indeed be a memorable day in your life when you bunk your office(mind you!ah I was just a trainee at that time;)) and head towards a multiplex knowing you will be missing the major part of a story,well I mean the introduction!An introduction is no means a crux but in most cases a revealer.I had neither thought of a vague idea of bunking office nor going for a Upendra starrer in multiplex(no offence whatsoeva,watching kannada movies in a ‘local talkies’ is a great pleasure!).All said and done a prologue lost in his movie is a movie lost!Going with your friends cum seniors cum colleagues makes it really possible to watch him onscreen.Perhaps a plain honest confession of the fact would rather make things clear,that it was my first time watching his movie!
Noise unrolls,stills flashing and wraps the prologue!
Enters the first character namma Karnataka in full splendour,decked up in 2030!kannadigas speaking kannada,Karnataka having signages in kannada(even onscreen it’s a great pleasure to watch such a thing happening) oh and rest is not part of this story!2010 was indeed funny as a cinematic experience.Here is the explanation.Sometime in mid summer we were presented 2012 by the Emmerich,climax shows India being washed out completely(!)and our very own sandalwood people,the damn optimistic(ians!) showing India in 2030!No one to blame guys,its called creative freedom!!
3hours done and we are in splits and hedache!Indeed kudos to upendra as a director,actor and singer somebody with sense,but with less amount of exaggeration(on the contrary the visual medium requires exaggeration!) can serve a better stuff.Never the less,since it’s a multiplex no switching on of lights completely but screen goes black and says picture abhi khatam huva mere dost ghar chalo!!
Comments,likes,tagging,mobile screen alighting starts and ends till people reach basement and look out for their respective vehicles.After the show the routine comes into fore,people walk out,hall empty,some humans walk in,and their job clean,take away trash and set the stage again.3hours before which we were made to travel to another world and once the screen goes black we know it’s a reel and we are better actors having the whole world as stage(quote bard unquote!!)!
Since I dint have a vehicle had to walk some distance to catch apna pandrah lakh ka gaadi(filmy hangover!!)on way was just amusing myself with few incidents in film.Hey and the film is ‘sooooper’!There is a munnabhai sequence in the film,an old man approaching government official for his long due pension in a typical munnabhai style and in return gets thrashed half naked with villainous laughs all around!!Moral:nothing,no movie can change any notion or people’s mindset,in reel you can make atleast people conscious which is quite impossible in real!
Movies are made.When we want the world to be nice we make movies,we make them look nice on screen.
We want everything to behave just like us,a human is what I mean!Everything to emote,to talk,to fight and etc,.Instance,animated movies-ratatouille,the bee,why even mickey mouse,stuart little!I guess rat is somewhat favourite I guess or perhaps easy to catch!We have the power to make robots,aliens,birds,trees almost anything and everything,as a matter of fact even human to behave on screen!!Its always hope that prevails and sustains!So movies are made!
Screeeeeeech!!I m near signal crossing!!A man carrying goods on his param mitr tvs kisses earth,blames an auto driver behind him for his muft ka dhakka,grand entry by police,serendipity(still movies on mind!!) for him as he pockets some share of the tvs waala’s share and disappointed people saying sayonara,for the show got over!Even in that crowd few buddhi jeevis exist who start blame session with that man overloading his bechaara two people seater with goods,auto driver in a non-hurry mood yet hurries to finish the race by going ahead when signal still has 3 more seconds to shoot,corrupt policeman,bloody government salaries,politicians…..thats it!well I have to end my ishtory here,since I reached bus stop!
‘naavu yaavathu badalaagolla,yaargu badalaagolla,nodi(bIdi) swami naavu irode hinge!what a stroke of luck I got my bus too!:)
                                                             

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Phir wahi shaam,phir wahi....



Phir wahi shaam,phir wahi....
It had been a close, rainy day in January,quite unusual for that part of the year,but its India we have got too many varieties to choose from people to weather!Blinds half-drawn and me laying curled upon the sofa,reading and re-reading the ‘daily legitimate gossiper’,oh!I mean the newspaper.Alas!paper was uninteresting despite every possible corner filled with scam tainted leaders,break-ups and P3ps!!I was yearning to get out and get lost,to watch lot many attractions which the world presents in every nook and corner!I have always loved to lie in the very centre of five millions of people, with my filaments(my 3rd eye and this pen!) stretching out and running through them, responsive to every little jostle.The evening had brought a breeze with it.I thought,”What do you
say to a ramble through your bazaar?”.I was weary of my large living-room with bare walls and a tv(!) and gladly acquiesced.
For three hours i strolled about watching the ever-changing kaleidoscope of life as it ebbs and flows through motilal galli and the stand. My characteristic stupid vice of  tracking of trail of thoughts of every other creation like me,with keen observance of detail and subtle power of inference,revealing many a canvases held me amused and enthralled as usual.
Whenever I step out in a weather as today wherein heavens might shower at any moment again,I cloud myself completely with a raincoat and plugin my i-pod.To stroll in a weather as this is a pleasure which I by no means miss.Once I tune in sounds and noises start flowing through this tiny masterpiece,tune in,tune in,rj’s start  jostling through that little time of theirs and ours before which we ditch them and go for their neighbour in no time afterall!!People request songs,I wonder why cant they listen to their own which they would have stored in their respective phones.Don’t  tag me cynical,please!I m just being logical.Why indeed do they need to come on air and place a request to listen to that one song!!Why indeed should I make that one thought complex and decided to let go!Afterall we require someone to listen to every now and then to make us relive the feeling that ‘indeed I ‘m alive!’.Passing through the stand watching people or rather the vice versa makes it amusing,People rushing towards the bus stop holding their umbrellas in one hand and their lunch pack in the other,with the fancy formal bags clinging to their sides.Few running for shelter with their tiring efforts to cover their head with that small bunch of  books and a white kerchief.All que up in that 7sqm sheltered place near bus stop!oh!and their invaluable smiles on seeing an acquaintance,the fellow traveler who too inturn feels something amiss if the counterpart is late or absent.Few meet while departing and few travel buddies meet in the morning just to say a hi and to know about each others lunch packJSometimes I feel the world is just amazing,as though each of us are connected to one another in some or the other way,what if it is just a familiar glance as they say ‘ek nazar kaafi hain!’.Few waiting anxiously for their buses to come and just jump in them,afterall they have to think about dinner to be prepared,kids to be seen and husband’s roz ka office story to be heard,they are one category of living people called ‘middle class or I would say nuclear family middle/lower middle class working women’!!That does not stop them from smiling either.I pass and so do they,none of us knowing each other through person know many a things through that one unknown familiar glance!On my way back home sweet home having a kulfi from Mithi bhai is a must,other wise the sole purpose of me dragging my body in that dreadful weather is an utter waste and at times when the shop is closed,especially in that weather I feel so anguished over Mithi bhai and feel like thrashing her nashe main dhuth husband black and blue for it is the sole reason from stopping mithi bhai opening her shop for the bruises of last night will be to much to bear for her.To prepare and get kulfi is next to impossible.Luckily its open,oh grace hail Nathuram(well!the rascal is Mithi bhai’s husband mahashay!)

 Further down the lane sitting in a char by char gaddi is Babu bhai,ek lalteen and his chai ki dukhaan.He too never misses to throw that one familiar glance and a salaam.teenu starts wailing and wagging its tail to signature his presence in that scene whose daily dose ka biscoot is still remaining.Below the char foot by char foot gaddi is Teenu’s ghar grihasthi!!and I shout’ Babu bhai biscoot pack!’.Teenu has a sweet family after all with a puppy and family planning the only responsible citi’jan’!Strange,absolutely strange!!
On crossing the street and coming out of that chaalis feet(oh yeh lambaayi hain!!)galli I reach Godowwin street exclusively filled with up-scale apartments,’chowki-daar(u) meethings’!,flashy lights and of course my flat,walls and a five feet balcony opening beautifully to Mrs.Sharma’s kitchen.Oh!I have no issues with that after all its community living I say!!;-)phir wahi sham,phir wahi chaar deewaarein aur meri doordarshan!!;-)

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Roznaamcha(dinachari)- Ek subah



Ek subah
 
Kabhi Kabhi din ki subah kuch zyaadi hi jaldi ho jaati hai mere liye,na jaane kyun suraj ki who pehli kiran ko meri kamre ki khitki se dekhne ka bahut jee chahtha hai,who bhi jab,tab neend zaroorat se zyaada sochne se chutkaara pane ke liye kee gayi ho toh.bas dheere se aakhen kholna aur ek nayi subah ki umeed main jaagne ka man kiya toh,suraj ki kirane ek taazgi laa deti hai,who toh mere liye umeed ke maseehon ki tarah lagte hain,kyun na ho, andheron ko cheerke humaare liye subah laate hai..chey baje tayyar hokar walk se zyaada band darwaazon se baahar chalne ka man karta hai.panchiyon ki aawaaz,aur suraj ki uthna aur in sabh main aasman ka rang,waah bhai waah,kisi bhi raat ke baad subah zaroori lag jaata hai..

Ravivar toh hum sabhee ko hota hai,bechaare paper denewale aur doodh denewaale ke siva,hum log toh bhool hi jaate hai,ki humaari Sunday special edition newspaper ke liye toh unhe baaki din ke tarah hi subah suraj uthne se pehle kaam shuru karna padta hai.ravivar hai,iska matlab yeh thodi na hai ki log apni vyayaam ko chutti de,so who logo bhi ramp par utar lete hai!ha yeh baat hai ki,us din kaaryasthal maane office hai janaab,unki bhaagam bhaag nahi hoti hai,toh ghar ki auroton ne shanivaar raat hi man bana liye honge ki kal toh ravivaar hai,aadha ghanta zyaada so sakte hai,bachon ko tayaar karne ke jhanjhat nahi hota,unki box,pati ke files..uff ravivar aakhir mere liye bhi hona chaahiye..yun chalta rehta hain unke man ka rail gaadi.arey yeh sab is liye keh rahe hai kyunki agar us din subah baahar nikalte he toh rasoi ki light nahi jal rahi hogi 6 bhaje,aur aangan bhi suna hoga,raste par toh aise sannaata chaayi hogi ki khud aapko shak hone lagega ki kya yeh meri hi shehar ki gali hai,hai raam,scooter,car aur toh aur buses ke bhi chutti hogi.gaadiyon ko goli maaro main toh chaahthi hu yeh kambhaqt  cell phone ko bhi ek subah ki chutti dena chaahiye,bechaara roz subah who bhi suraj se pehle uth jaata hai,jor se alarm bajaa kar!

Chalo in sabko man main liptaate thak jaate hain toh universal shaanthi van!park road ki taraf nikal padte hai.gate ke saamne “herbal chai”waala aapko ek muskaan de kar aapke swaagat karta hai,toh hume bhi lautaana padta hai.mujhe toh lagta hai ki use cid main bharthi karwaana chaahiye,bhai subah agar saara shehar ka news agar kisi ke paas hota hai toh sirf wahi sahib honge,aur toh aur kuch log hai jo unke param mitr hai,park main zyaada se zyaada do round lagaa kar chai waale ki agal bagal main apne apne sthaan ko alankrit kar lete hai,aur wahi saare log hai jo kuch samay baad park main aanewaale sabhi logon ki swaagat karte hai.aur abhi cid ki baat,chai waale se saari khabren sun kar woh cases solve karne lagta hai,aur toh aur government  ke bhi diplomatic decision ve hi lene lagte hai.sach main parliament sessions toh chai ke dukaan par kar shift lena chahiye,aakhir faisle toh khule aam honge, sacha jamhuriat maane democracy ka true spirit!!

Aur ek daud lagaate lagaate ek hamwaar jage pahunch jaate hai,toh bhai zaahir ho jaate hai hansi ke doctors!maane laughter club,bas man main ek hi khayaal aata hain,kya din bhar who haseen hoton par lagaa kar rakhenge?!khuda jaane.phir se daudne par milta hai za’eef logon ki adaalat,ek doosre ki ghar ki,bahuwon ki,pota potiyon ki,bachon ki aur aakhir main uth the samay apne sehat ki.sach main naahi main prejudice huyi hu naahi ha chori chupe sabhi ke baatein sunthi hu,bas baahar ki shor itna hota hai ki man ki khamoshi bhi dar jaata hai.sach main man toh kabhi khaamosh hoti hi nahi kyunki itna sab kuch toh sochthi rehthi hai.par sach main roz chahthi hu ki bhai aaj toh log subah ka sirf maze le,arey aisa saubhaagya kahaa,duniya ek bazaar ki tarah hota hai,aur shareer ke tarah aakhirkaar zabaan ko bhi vyayaam ki zaroorat hoti hai,mujse pooche toh kahoongi miya zabaan ko vyayaam ki nahi kuch pal aaraam ki zaroorat hoti hai!aur agar seedhi baaton main kahen toh roz subah main bhi chahthi hu ki yeh saari soch badle aur baaton ki dhang kuch alag hi ho..kaash sach ho jaata!aur toh aur ghor yaane seedhi baat main kahe toh meditation karne baith bhi jaaye toh man toh chupa rustum hai,khayaal yeh hota hai ki who apna swasthaan par hai,par woh toh kab ka ser ke liye nikal chuki  hogi.tab tak itna waqt dhal chukka hoga ki dimaag aur peth dono chillaa chillaa kar bataa rahe honge abbey chal uthna bahut hogaya yeh falsafa yaane tatwa jnaan bas chai peen ka waqt ho gaya,toh chalo hum bhi nikal padte hai humaare parliament ki taraf!subha ba-khair....

Sunday, October 24, 2010

My Ahmedabad walkathon adventures!!






My Ahmedabad walkathon adventures!!
I m writing almost after six months or so after visiting d place.I wanted to write as soon as I came back,but had to leave for an unofficial tour of 15 days.after which it was back to work session and I m the most laziest to pick up after such a long gap!!Honestly I wont lyk to pick up my notes during xams,cause again big gap of 12 months!! 
It was a college trip,so no doubt ‘101 rules’,to break!!
A city which was familiar to me just for its soaring temperature until I watched a slide show presented by Ar.Yatin Pandya,few months before I left for trip made me excited to witness a ‘shifting culture’(its my term for a changing canvas in a city square which houses the livelihood of the ordinary city people)that makes it colourful,lively and a statement every second,that says ‘live on man!’.
Well I state it again!I gues minus temperature(ahem!it ws normal @ 38celcius!),it’s a place which any given day would say me,’live on’..
It was for a project work,on the top of it 10 days away from home,which definitely made my  mind inevitably click d ‘Y’ key!Since quoting d exact date takes away d excitement(I ve forgotten and again I need to leave this in half to search!!)some night trip started with me standing near the door of our compartment till my parents vanished into the crowd.It was day1,since it was the perfect weather when I woke up after a sleep-in-train,I sum how managed to read chaduranga’s collection to end dat day!I read in sum story,its indeed irksome wen the writer describes every stone and street while describing a place.Lemme cut it short,n say dat I reached ahmedabad!
The true day1,revealed its real colors once I stepped out of my a.c.room,it ws beginning to rise by 27-35 by afternoon.but mornings are the best,cause except for the tweets,here I mean  birds!The world sleeps in the bosom of silence,yes,indeed life starts on streets a li’l past 7.30a.m!Cause ahmedabad ppl know that stayin in India its our birth right to follow IST(indian standard timings!).I m an early riser(accidentally!).Staying in a 3 star hotel is really good uptil rooms,but when it cums to fud,its d typical English breakfast,which had I dared to eat would have been a sin,to b more precise,my mom says it wud b lyk,’bakasurana hottege are kaasina majjige!!”,for which I cumpltly agree wid my  mom.Inevitably it made me step out of the room,at 6.45a.m and gave me a chance to explore a small part of d city.I started randomly and reached a square.It was a scene which was pretty familiar to me,a scene repeated as many times in our bollywood,hoard of pigeon,but its was a beautiful sight.
I was able to sight a small ‘kaka chai angdi’ and ordered for a chai,and enjoyed it sipping it in a cumpltly filmy style.But it was d stares dat wer made me gulp down chai soon n march!after all d main course was still remaining,On further enquiry I was led to a place cald,lucky;s restaurant,ate’ maska bun’,for what it is famous for, a restaurant that is built around graves,at least 22 bright green coloured tombs of various shapes and sizes exist in this restaurant perhaps the reaturant exists amidst these tombs!! Trunks of trees shoot right out of the ceiling.
gravy amidst graves!!

 


Most singular experiences started happeningJ
Was yearning to hav a look at the new 5 n 10rs coins,perhaps,the owner gave me change almost evriday during my stay a new 10 n 5 rs coins!!
Wel,as an architecture student,and also as an interst as part of my other disastrous  faculties viz,p.graphy and writing..if dey might b cald so provided me with immense pleasure.the teen darwaza area,r d main market area,was realy enchanting.buzzing with life,d love garden to be honest night-in-gal(z)e,the ppl of course..
                                                    
Travelling in a 2nd class train to jumping into an autorikshaw at 11.30p.m,to bumping into a DGP whose face had a big question mark(I didn’t know whether it was an exclamation!!due to less light from the street light besides which he was standing with his fellowmen in search of his ‘celebrity guest’!! to stares and glares that accompanied me every morning on my walkathon to explore another canvas,the crazy encounters are endless that did add a dash of colour and spirit to my lifeJ
The early morning walkathon sessions(as early as 6.30a.m)did make my fellow claaasmates sharing my room think a li’l weird about me!!I guess it was unusual for them to go out in an unknown place alone and as early as that hour of a day!
I was determined however that a trip to a new place would definitely be incomplete without  tasting exclusive local cuisine..n gujju food,I wud hav been a fool if I had not tasted it,besides I hav a sweet tooth..so indeed all conditions favoured me;)
So after bumping into the dgp,who of course was courteous to send his aide in finding me a gud restaurant near by,which of course turned out to be an all exclusive non vegetarian one!!at dat tym I dint hav much experience if I may daresay to sit with food explorers!!so made my way to a nearby store to ask for guidance,about a place where I can find exclusive gujju meals.n viola I found one amiable old man,who told me the names of 2 famous restaurants,but was some 2kms away from the place where I was put up,but it dint deter me the least.he also specifically tol me to ask for a particular sweet,pardon me of course I hav forgotten d name.@ 9.30pm, I did catch an auto,well if I wer to go I wud hav gone in a bus,but my roommates had gone out for shopping who told me dey l b back anytym!!n I had d key!!
So did catch an auto,did go to dose restaurants,to my utter shock dere except for  unlimited meals u get nthng,but as I said earlier I was fixed on tasting gujrathi meal!!n yum wer d sweets,was worth cumin so far!!wen I was back to my hotel after a sumptuous meal I was for a shock to c my rum mates earlier dan me tasting ‘d roti’….
But still excitement was remaining for I was to attend the night city visit..a peculiar one..organised by some city group,2 times a day..since d morning one was over..d 11’o clock walk was remaining…a design walk..rather that would take us through the city streets,bazaar area,havelis,etc.,the best way to a exlore a city would hav been mine..had I got a few others(it was in the requirements list!!) to accompany me at 11pm which was a gud 4-5 kms away from my place.thats how I missed out on the real fun of exploration but never the less the walkathon sessions where really filled with enriching experiences, hearing about the city from my hotel watchmen to autodrivers,meeting young ladies with their faces covered to escape form tan(it was strange for ‘me’),to eating exclusive gujrathi meal and picking up a few lines of gujrathi.. J”khem che”

 

 p.s:-phtography credits-my classmates!!;-)