â€˜Where the hell is Honnemardu’ is one reaction you might get when you mention the place. Many folks actually have no idea where it is. By the end of this, you’ll soon find out.
So a gang of 19 of us made it to Honnemardu for the weekend. We spent most of the time in water. And getting wet even out of it since it poured and poured and poured. Came back to Bangalore on Monday morning with lots of wet clothes and a tan 🙂 The folks who made it: Adel Arnab Chander Dheepak Nithya Kavitha Kripa Suman Sathish Retisaint Vazu Anjana Anuja Ganesh Roopa Tulsi Sathish Senthil Roopa and me enjoy the warm waters of Honnemardu The whole gang (Pics courtesy: Kavitha) A lovely trip. Great weather – rainy, but fun! An eventful night camping in a deserted island. Swimming back from the island to base camp. Canoeing. Rowing. Capsizing. Loads of rice and sambar. Climbing, slipping, falling… Lovely bunch of people. What more can one ask for on a weekend out of town? Pictures and write-up will follow later as usual 🙂 Please follow and like us:
Red is one of my favourite colours – vibrant, energetic and peppy. If there’s one thing I like about Indian markets, it’s the plethora of colours you see around you.
The changing colours of the evening sky creates immense drama against the Vidhan Soudha, a rather magnificent building located in the centre of Bangalore city.
I did the unthinkable! Despite the considerable star power and heat the couple were generating, I dozed through the second half of Mr & Mrs Smith 🙂
Dad, or Papa as I call him, arrived in town last week and therefore my slight lack of time. He’s in town for just a few days and it’s been quite interesting to have him around. One thing about Papa is that he flowers when Mum is not around. He’s talkative, chatty and engages everyone in some kind of conversation or another.