every dog has its day....and so does the moon. karvachauth is undoubtedly the moon's day....also evening and night. on no other day do you see overdressed ladies parading their terraces hoping to sight the evasive moon.
no wonder the moon plays peek a boo with alarming consistency....the charged army of gaudy voluptous stalkers can scare off anyone. adding to the vigil are the poor husbands....wistfully hoping that the moon comes out so that their hungry angry wives can be calmed down with some food. most men will agree that wives are a handful to handle even in their best moods and prolonged hunger can definitely send some temperatures soaring.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
coorg...hmmm....yeah...okay
coorg was all about fasting and feasting......Got a taste of the kodava hospitality and I must admit I was floored. I had a number of complaints the day we reached. I disliked the accomodation , the landscape around, the rains and was generally dissatisfied with everything around. And yet, the day we were leaving I found myself scribbling " Great food, warm hosts...couldnt have asked for more!" on their comments book.
I find it hard to decide which I like more: lazing around or wandering around.........probably a bit of both. And that is precisely what this trip was all about.
The locals seem to have a fast forward sense of distance. If they say Virajpet is half an hour away, it is surely at least an hour and a half away. And lo behold if they assure you of a short one hour morning drive, rest peacefully for you will not reach there before noon. Not that one minds these long drives in Coorg, as it is truly a pleasure to serenade the greenery and hum along with the pitter patter of the rains splashing on the windscreen.
I find it hard to decide which I like more: lazing around or wandering around.........probably a bit of both. And that is precisely what this trip was all about.
The locals seem to have a fast forward sense of distance. If they say Virajpet is half an hour away, it is surely at least an hour and a half away. And lo behold if they assure you of a short one hour morning drive, rest peacefully for you will not reach there before noon. Not that one minds these long drives in Coorg, as it is truly a pleasure to serenade the greenery and hum along with the pitter patter of the rains splashing on the windscreen.
my first blog
always thought blogging was for those who have nothing better to do. Now that I have nothing better to do, here I am ......
some thoughts for the day .......and the week and the months ahead..........
some thoughts for the day .......and the week and the months ahead..........
- why are long weekends so short???
- is trust = blind faith = freeze your brains...use your heart only situation
- if work is worship...then shouldn't the salaries be a bit higher
- if I were Chetan Bhagat... I would take a sabbatical.
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