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At the Sister’s

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And then, suddenly I packed my bags and headed off to my Sister‘s place. We had planned a road trip along with the BIL Bonnie. We were to meet the gamer pals Srijay and Sarvesh (who were to drive down from Pune) at Lonavala/Khandala the next morning, and hang around there for a day or two.

The eve was spent at the Sister’s where I received the VIP treatment. Same treatment that I receive when I go back home to my Motherland, Goa.

The Sister and I grew up reading books, hence you will find her place or mine always filled with books lying all over the place. Its a different thing that off late all my books are lying in a cupboard. But I plan to read those sometime in the future.

We have our sharing system. If the Sister buys a book, I don’t buy it. If I buy a book, the Sister won’t buy it. When we meet, we exchange our stash. If we don’t meet, the stash gets pilled up at home in Goa. From where we pick the best of the lot and take it to our respective places. This system works perfect.

Back to the Sister’s place. There was a whole bunch kept for me to choose from. I took all.

The Books

Bonnie shows up with a so called ‘ergonomic’ mouse, which drew the attention away from the books. Jolene played around with it for a bit and realized that it a complete load of bull. I wonder where that mouse is lying now.

Jolene's Nails

And guess who was lying near the Sister’s bed. Sponge Bob, Square Pants! There is another Sponge Bob lying at home in the showcase btw.

Sponge Bob

More soft toys made their presence felt.

Soft Love

My stash comprised of just one book. Which I read on the train from Hyderabad to Mumbai. This one is now archived in a cupboard at Home, Motherland.

No God at Sight

The Sister then got down to business and did some research on locations around Mumbai. Notice the awesome wallpaper of the Gulmarg Gondola she has on screen! 😀

The Sister

And the soft toys were back!

More Soft Love

But the moment was ruined thanks to the standard shoot yourself in the mirror since no one documents the photographer moment.


We were in two minds whether to go to Bhimashaker instead. Google maps to the rescue and the Sister to the research.

Google Maps

And yes, chocolates! Thank to our aunt who got these for us. Oh, and there you seen another book on Paper Quilling. You should check out my Mother’s Quilling work.

The Chocolates

My machine was with me too. This bad boy took me places.

The T61

Oh and this book, I had to take back and archive it at the Motherland. Turns out the Sister had bought this one too. Fail on my part.

My Friend Sancho

All this research, hanging around, eating chocolates made time fly. Before we knew it, it was pretty late.


Time had come to call it a night. The next day would involve a lot of driving in heavy rains. We all would need out beauty sleep.

More soft toys were found lying by the bed.

Soft Toys

I clicked a photo of what the author of “No God in Sight” had to say.

The Author

And then the lights were out.

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June 19th, 2011 at 1:53 pm

Hampi (Again)

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Unreal and bewitching, the forlorn ruins of Hampi lie scattered over a landscape that leaves you spellbound the moment you cast your eyes on it. Heaps of giant boulders perch precariously over miles of undulated terrain, their rusty hues offset by jade-green pals groves, banana plantations and paddy fields, while the aure sky painted with fluffy white cirrus only adds to the magical atmosphere.

Thats what the Lonely Planet book had to say. Screw all that, we just wanted to get out of Hyderabad, and Hampi it was.

This time Alpha Male had his Mrs along. Introducing Tulsi Gandhi, who was on a trip with us for the first time


We had a late night bus to catch, so we hung around the work place to kill time.

A word with the Man

We had a word with the man himself, Vivaik Bharadwaj. We spoke about some lenses, tripods and how folks in the office are scared of him. SJ (John Paul) got some last minute work done, while Dev (Nikhil Dev) displayed some addiction to the latest Nexus craze, Robo Defense.

Work and play

We waited for SJ to finish his work and just clicked some random shots around the office.

The office

Dev takes a shot

The sound

And then we were done! Machines locked, tickets in the bag, laces tied, and we were off.

Johnny logs off

And over night bus ride, a couple of auto rickshaws from Hospet and finally we were there.


We cross the river and were greeted by this.

Finally at Hampi!

I hope no one was offended by me wearing shorts all the time. Not that I had great legs to flaunt. 😛
We did not pre book any place, hence no rooms were available at the good places at Hampi, aka Mowgli and Shanti Guest Houses. So we had to settle for a couple of rooms at this place called Laxmi Golden Beach Resort. Seriously? Beach Resort? I did not notice any beach!

The place was very nice, but the service was pathetic. The folks at the counter did not bother to entertain anyone who was not ‘white skinned’. They seemed to have hired a bunch of guys who suffered from amnesia. They could not remember anything we asked or told them. Anyway, we had to settle for this place.

We just hung around and had a nice lazy breakfast.




SJ got down to doing his usual nonsense.


We then settled down at our base camp and indulged in some refreshment.

At base camp

At boot camp

Lunch time was around the corner, so we decided to hit the “Goan Corner” and indulge in some Goan food. So the Goan corner it was!

Off to the Goan Corner

We made our ways through the fields. The village boys, SJ and I, explained to the city kids that difference in the mud textures ment difference in the strength of the soil. Basically you could fall into the fields if you did not see where you placed you foot.

Growing up in the village ment I could run around without falling into the fields. And then managed to go click!

Off to the Goan Corner


Off to the Goan Corner

And, Click!

Off to the Goan Corner

Finally, we were there! The Goan Corner.

Off to the Goan Corner

Lunch at the Goan Corner

Lunch at the Goan Corner

Lunch at the Goan Corner

Lunch was crazy. We ate some Chicken Cafreal and Chicken Xacuti while SJ cracked some legendary Johnny Jokes. Everyone was in splits and we had a real good time over looking the lush green fields.

Lunch at the Goan Corner

Back to base camp

After a ton of burps and navigating back to our base camp, we decided to head off to the river and watch the sun set. Sadly, lazy folks that we are, we missed the sunset but there was enough of light to find our way to the river.

To the river

And then we were there. By the river bank.

To the river

To the river

To the river

It got dark. And all we could think of was dinner. We decided to head to the Shanti Guest House and spend the lazy evening there. Food was ordered, mosquitoes were killed and a lot of photos of inanimate objects were clicked. I got a nice shot of my 50mm lens that evening. More photo from that evening will feature on my Photo Blog or Facebook Page soon.

Dinner at the Shanti Guest House

Nightfall, and it was to be a night of drinks and discussion. We hit base camp again.

At base camp

At base camp

At base camp

The handful of us went on talking till around 4 in the morning. Lots of topics discussed. Lots of noises heard from the neighboring cottage. And then it was time to indulge in some slumber.

Next morning. Oh wait, there was no next morning. It directly started as next afternoon. Us hungry souls had to indulge in some gastric satisfactions. The destination was set, Mogli Restaurant it was.

We drank, ate, sat, wasted time, ate, drank, wasted more time. We made lazy people look active.

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

There was an impromptu photoshoot of Tulsi & Johnny that happened. Those photos will be up somewhere sometime soon.

Lunch time turned into tea time.

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Oh, and as a Goan, you are required to sleep post lunch. Its tradition. You don’t want to displease your dead forefathers by not doing so.

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

It was evening in no time. We had a bus to catch at Hospet. We headed back to our base camp and packed up.

At base camp

At base camp

At base camp

The laziest trip ever came to an end. Bye bye Hampi.

Bye bye Hampi

So that was it. No nonsense. No sightseeing. Just eat, drink, sleep and repeat.

The complete album of us Clowns at Hampi can be found on Flickr. More albums and stories to come soon.

And here is a video of us all winding up the trip with a few words of wisdom.
PS: It’s totally for fun.

Thank you for reading. 😛

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February 26th, 2011 at 9:54 pm

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