I finally managed to get out of my lazy mode and update the blog roll. I also got it out from the inside page and made drop downs instead. It’s been a long pending exercise but I had put in on the back-burner. If you’re a regular reader of my blog, and can’t find yourself in the space on the right, please do leave your URL and name and I shall add to my growing list 🙂
I woke up feeling slightly depressed on I-Day. A few nagging matters refused to leave me in peace, and the best way to tackle this state, I’ve found over time, is to occupy myself with some activity or another. Geetha and I had noble intentions of watching the I-Day parade. Geetha had asked me the night before, “should we not do something patriotic?†and we agreed that watching the parade would definitely be along those lines. Unfortunately, none of us could wake up on time. Instead, about 7 of us met up for a late lunch at Indijoes, which had a special buffet for the day. The place was packed and it was a good half hour before we got a place. After a long lunch, we moved on to the Café Coffee Day at Indiranagar where we chatted, debated and argued (Vasu in particular) till some of us got so loud that it was surprising they didn’t ask us to leave. This particular Coffee Day has a really agreeable location. And with the pleasant …
‘Just chill’ was the mantra over the last few days and that’s exactly what I managed to do. On Monday, I decided to go wandering around MG Road. My aim was to go book browsing. But I also landed up walking around MG Road. Now this is what I haven’t done in a long while. Just walk down MG Road! Usually, I avoid the place because of the horrible crowds. Getting jostled and fighting for walking space on the pavements is not my idea of shopping or enjoying myself. August 14th however turned out to be a rather pleasant day. It was drizzling and with loads of folks out of the city, it turned out to be a relatively uncrowded atmosphere that side of town. After a nice hot coffee @ Java City, along with Vivek and Lavannya for company, three of us ventured into the Magazine Store on Church Street. I love the place, not just for the magazines but for the 4 cute cats. A few months ago, one of them was a …
Okay, now you just can’t go for a Karan Johar movie and expect intellectual stimulation. So don’t expect wonders when you’re watching KANK. I was keen to watch the movie on the day it was released (for some reason I have this fascination for watching movies the day it gets released), but we couldn’t get tickets, so we had to wait till Sunday. Meanwhile. My hair grew 2 inches in anticipation.
Be ready at 6.00 am on Saturday morning, I told Usha. Are you kidnapping me? asked Usha sportingly. Actually, Usha is worth kidnapping and the thought has crossed my mind (I’d exchange her for my mom any day. Okay I hope my mom’s not a closet reader of my blog!). But, no, I wasn’t. I had heard about the Green Heritage Walk at Lalbagh from friends a few friends and I thought Usha being a frequent visitor to Lalbagh would enjoy it. So, bright and early at 6.15 am on Saturday morning, we made our way to the base of the rock at the East gate of Lalbagh, joining Vijay Thiruvady and a group of 4 others who were already there. Geetha got there about 10 minutes later and after a brief history from Vijay about the rock (apparently, it’s one of the world’s oldest rock formations), we started off on the walk. I’ve been to Lalbagh quite a few times and even admired the beautiful tree cover, but never really knew either the names …
*solitary here does not mean lonely, but by oneself or on your own Being unencumbered of late, I’ve travelled around quite a bit on my own. I would even claim to enjoy it quite a bit (let’s say it’s grown on me, more out of necessity than of choice). Being a social person, given the choice, I’d rather travel with someone. So perhaps I would have a hard time doing something like a 21 day trek around the country on my own though I’m not completely closed against the idea either. My recent wanderings in North India for example were not altogether unpleasant. I think the only time I miss a traveling companion is at meal times (it’s rather boring eating alone) and also when I want to share a particularly strong feeling about a place or something, but there’s no one to turn to and exclaim or rant and rave about it! Besides that, the advantages are that you can make your own plans, break them when you want, pretty much do what you …