The bus slowly stops, the door opens allowing the hot air inside, suddenly one becomes aware of how cool it was within the bus. it also allows a swarm of people who barricade the entrance these the “auto drivers,” These people are a tourists first exposure to the city. You can be assured that they …
The Thirst Quenchers of Hyderabad
The thirst quenchers.. It is wonderful to see how rituals associated with an event alters with the need of the terrain, then there is further modification with call of time. One of the simplest joys of life, “water” it does not resist, it flows, when we plunge our hand into it, all that we feel …
Hussain Sagar Lake,
When we landed at Hyderabad, the central water body, with a central Buddha statue seemed so intriguing. I did want to explore it. But work constrain did not. Finally on the day I was to leave Hyderabad, did I visit one bank of the lake. The Lake Hussain Sagar is a manmade lake, built by …
Charm of the Charminar
A bustling Friday, My husband and i decided to visit charminar. The approach to charminar had quaint old Hyderabad buildings with street vendors displaying their ware. The products like the charminar very Hyderabadi. What stands out in the craftsmanship of the Deccan is the presence of intricate work that is where tidy, and sharp. Nothing …
Traversing…
“Toofan Mail, Ek Duniya hai Toofan Mail” Is an earworm that resides in me since I can remember, and it conjures an image of a train huffing and puffing into a station. People waving people off and people hugging them who get off. Then is the local train, like it is the rhythm of the …
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