This time, the titles self explanatory, fellas. I'm in B-Town and its pretty much mind blowing. A long hiatus this has been, and its equally due to my laziness and lack of inspiration, or even the removal of the little bit that existed.Now one thing that's characterised this visit has been- Heat or to put it in a more understandable form for all the males out there, Hotness.
Dosas. To all those perverted and Half-perverted guys out there, *Gotcha* :D. There's this place called Khao Gully, which literally translates to Food Lane. I'd been there a couple of days back, and its really frigging awesome. To think the max crowd there turns up only at around ten thirty, and to realise theres more XX than XY there, is frigging awesomer. But whats awesomest, is the 36 (Damned, you read it right) different varieties of Dosas they dish out here. I had the time of my life tasting exotic stuff like Jeeni Dosa, Cheese Maggi Dosa, Paneer Chilly Dosa. I ordered some out of expectancy, some just out of curiosity. And the efficiency with which those guys made the dosas, will definitely put Carnot's Engine to shame. In the one hour that I waited there, those guys must have dished out at least 500 dosas. And the labour division, order taking and clearing up were all top notch. Staying with the Foodie side of me, I tasted some brilliant stuff that's called Falooda here. I even succeeded in convincing curious people like Mom that it was really Jellyfish.
And the four or five sites I've visited here so far are all seaside places. That long strip of tar that hugs the sea, which has in the past, and continues to provide for excellent love-scene shots in Hindi movies, and acts as a convenient refuge for all classes of people in all states of mind: The fat rich guy who wants to walk his dog, the excited young man who wants to convey his success at the job interview to his expectant lover, the little kid that wonders how the crabs get into the water and still don't drown, the guy whose life is in deep misery and wants to seek solace on the soothing blue seafront, the small boy who sells tea to the above classes of people, and hoping against hope that he might one day adorn those magnificent high rise sea view offices that dot the coast. You know the name of this place, its Marine Drive. I seriously felt the overwhelming urge to join that pretty girl who was Para sailing over the seas.
The only disappointing thing (Apart from the fact that beach Pav-Bhaji costs fifty bucks :O), was the state of the beaches. Seriously, you don't want to enter the water. You end up with fifty plastic bags around your feet, and if you're as unlucky as me, three inch long axle grease deposits on your feet that require serious scrubbing to be removed. Id also been to this park, i forget its name. It was really well maintained and had an awesome view of the adjoining sea. There i got to play with this one year old kid, which apparently didn't want to get off me in the end. After ten minutes, it finally relented, giving up some sound from its mouth indignantly, which my evil cousin sister interpreted as 'Daddy'. Damn her!!!
Well, coming to the address that is also the title of this post, its an awesome place. As you've guessed from the door number, its on the sixth floor and makes for an awesome view. The locality is super hi-fi, but still rings with cordiality. No pomp and show from the residents, whatsoever. It has two brilliant grounds, and Gully cricket is in a seriously different level here. And the shops give you everything you want, in their special forms, from Pani Puri and Frankies to Fresh cream Pastries and the evergreen Vada Pav. The evenings are awesome, because the sun sets only at around 7 in these places. My conscience will kill me if i don't say this, but the girls here are super awesome. They're pretty, and you can't see a trace of wrong attitude in them. Which is to say, if you smile at them, they smile back. I'm definitely not complaining while I'm around this heaven of a place :)
Dosas. To all those perverted and Half-perverted guys out there, *Gotcha* :D. There's this place called Khao Gully, which literally translates to Food Lane. I'd been there a couple of days back, and its really frigging awesome. To think the max crowd there turns up only at around ten thirty, and to realise theres more XX than XY there, is frigging awesomer. But whats awesomest, is the 36 (Damned, you read it right) different varieties of Dosas they dish out here. I had the time of my life tasting exotic stuff like Jeeni Dosa, Cheese Maggi Dosa, Paneer Chilly Dosa. I ordered some out of expectancy, some just out of curiosity. And the efficiency with which those guys made the dosas, will definitely put Carnot's Engine to shame. In the one hour that I waited there, those guys must have dished out at least 500 dosas. And the labour division, order taking and clearing up were all top notch. Staying with the Foodie side of me, I tasted some brilliant stuff that's called Falooda here. I even succeeded in convincing curious people like Mom that it was really Jellyfish.
And the four or five sites I've visited here so far are all seaside places. That long strip of tar that hugs the sea, which has in the past, and continues to provide for excellent love-scene shots in Hindi movies, and acts as a convenient refuge for all classes of people in all states of mind: The fat rich guy who wants to walk his dog, the excited young man who wants to convey his success at the job interview to his expectant lover, the little kid that wonders how the crabs get into the water and still don't drown, the guy whose life is in deep misery and wants to seek solace on the soothing blue seafront, the small boy who sells tea to the above classes of people, and hoping against hope that he might one day adorn those magnificent high rise sea view offices that dot the coast. You know the name of this place, its Marine Drive. I seriously felt the overwhelming urge to join that pretty girl who was Para sailing over the seas.
The only disappointing thing (Apart from the fact that beach Pav-Bhaji costs fifty bucks :O), was the state of the beaches. Seriously, you don't want to enter the water. You end up with fifty plastic bags around your feet, and if you're as unlucky as me, three inch long axle grease deposits on your feet that require serious scrubbing to be removed. Id also been to this park, i forget its name. It was really well maintained and had an awesome view of the adjoining sea. There i got to play with this one year old kid, which apparently didn't want to get off me in the end. After ten minutes, it finally relented, giving up some sound from its mouth indignantly, which my evil cousin sister interpreted as 'Daddy'. Damn her!!!
Well, coming to the address that is also the title of this post, its an awesome place. As you've guessed from the door number, its on the sixth floor and makes for an awesome view. The locality is super hi-fi, but still rings with cordiality. No pomp and show from the residents, whatsoever. It has two brilliant grounds, and Gully cricket is in a seriously different level here. And the shops give you everything you want, in their special forms, from Pani Puri and Frankies to Fresh cream Pastries and the evergreen Vada Pav. The evenings are awesome, because the sun sets only at around 7 in these places. My conscience will kill me if i don't say this, but the girls here are super awesome. They're pretty, and you can't see a trace of wrong attitude in them. Which is to say, if you smile at them, they smile back. I'm definitely not complaining while I'm around this heaven of a place :)
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| Where you face the sea and see the face (No prizes for guessing which face :P) |
