Monday, December 23, 2013
Friday, December 20, 2013
Monday, December 16, 2013
Abids Forever!
Hyderabad
has developed in leaps and bounds. The city has touched gold since
Chandra Babu took over as the CM way back in '95. Since the
development of the Hi Tech city on the skirts of Jubilee hills, the
main shopping and activity magically moved to Banjara Hills and
Jubilee Hills. It is a pity scene today. Ask anyone who has
visited the nizam city recently, all they talk about is the
'happening' BH and JH, for them Abids, Nampally are just out of the city. And ask any true Hyderabadi, they will vouch
for Abids as the main centre.
Yes
ABIDS, the name synonymous with shopping and spending quality happy
time with family or catching up with the latest release, had a shop
belonging to a jewish valet called Albert Abid of Nizam VI of
Hyderabad state, hence it came to be known as Abids.
For
some, the association have to do with school, college, studying or
teaching and for many, like me, its the visit to the cinema or eating
out, shopping or leisurely browsing old books on a sunday afternoon.
It
had the most english medium schools, Grammar, Stanley, Little Flower
to name a few, and kids studying in any were considered 'smart'.
The beautiful Taj Mahal Hotel
Heritage
building, once belonging to a Parsi family and later turned into the
Taj Mahal hotel, was my family's favorite destination to have yummy
south indian Dosa, Idly or full meals, before catching up with the
latest release at Santosh-Sapna (I must have had seen more
movies in Santosh theatre than at IMAX or INOX.) or Ramakrisha
35mm/70mm theatre. For delicious hyderabadi dinner, we had always
gone to Annapurna Hotel on Abids-Nampally road at times after the
movie.
Santosh-Sapna Theatre
FD Khan Stores
The Book Store
The Frame Store
FD
Khan is one place where the parents will most certainly take
their kiddies for their uniforms or school bags shopping, while
Femina boutique was gor grown up girls. My mom had always
shopped for my dad at S Kumar next to Annapurna Hotel.
Although
I had discovered it much later, the area have two historical stores,
one catering to framing and other for book lovers.
Abbas
and Co has been in the framing business since 1931, “very soon
we are going to be heritage”, said the proud owner and extremely
friendly Mr. Fakruddin. And one has to mention AA Hussain in
the same breath when talking about books.
If
you are looking for authentic leather jackets or bags or belt, then
head to Abids. If you are looking to explore the churches of
Hyderabad, then head to Abids.
Ofcourse
its a little differnt story today with the high end glitz or glamour
and fast paced of Jubilee Hills can never understand the politeness
and slowness of Abids. Thats the charm and character of Abids. Still.
Whether
shopping for festivals, special occasions or for that matter
anything, Abids was the answer to hop and explore. Its 'Abids
forever' for many of us!
A
trip to this area is like recharging ones battery.
I used to look at this wonderful architecture with amazement
Meena Bazaar Lane
Friday, November 15, 2013
The Drowning Church of Karnataka
Last
monsoon around August I had gone exploring Karnataka as it's blissfully best during monsoon. The very picturesque locations, that
at times makes it all so unreal. And not to mention travel by road
from Bangalore to Mysore to Hassan and return for the unexpected
adventure and fun.
So
soon after reaching Hassan from Mysore, I had little time to either
relax at the hotel or go explore the famous Drowning Church in
Shettyhalli located 13 kms from Hassan. Of-course I decided to
explore and glad I did it.
I
discovered this church mentioned in Lonely planet, so I decided to
check it out. It was close to the evening and the clouds had started
to gather but that did not deter me or my friend, Inderjit Nagi, from
going ahead. Luckily we had hired a cab from the hotel with a driver
who was well versed with the location of this church.
The
cabbie took us to the near by bridge from where we could see the
church. Not very satisfied i asked him to take us for a closer look.
He was quiet sporty. Brushing the muggy and slippery off track road
where we almost missed the narrow mud track that takes you close to
the church. There was no one around to ask for directions. We parked
at a spot and walked through the high bushes along the mud track
until we reached an open area from where we could see the submerged
church. And the view was breathtaking!
It
was built by the French over a hundred years ago and is now submerged
under Hemavathy reservoir. From what I understand, the church is not
always submerged under the water, but it was hard to imagine it that
way as it looked like it was frozen in time. The dark clouds, the
still waters and the eerie silence around added to the spookiness. We
were the only ones around. It was convincing that there must be
hundreds of stories lying buried within its walls – stories of
hope, belief, pain, destruction and fraternity. Stories that beckoned
travelers like me, but left us unsettled looking for answers.
And
i went click, click, click……
Saturday, November 9, 2013
Matheran!
So
one fine day I decided to explore Matheran by myself as most of my
friends were not in the mood to go 'that far'.
Getting
to Matheran is half the fun; It is well connected and the nearest
station from CST is Neral Station at the bottom of the hill. It takes
approximately one and a half hour to reach Neral from CST. At Neral
one can avail taxis which cost about Rs 250 to
go till Dasturi. Its a very scenic one hour journey through the
valley climbing the hill top. From Dasturi Naka one can either walk
(its so much fun, especially as you will be walking on the red
earth)or take a pony for Rs 200 to reach Matheran. Besides, shared
taxis are available for only Rs 50.
Mumbai-Neral,
90 kms. Neral-Matheran,21 kms.
Ok
so finally am in Matheran. The best thing about this hill-station is
that no cars or heavy vehicles are allowed into the town which makes
it a very peaceful place to stroll. So walking is an activity that
will be richly rewarded, especially for those who love being close to
the nature. I just took the toy train tracks to reach the main market
area, I was not in Matheran to explore picnic spots or run towards
sun set points, although the place is exploited of them, but I just
wanted to explore the place as it is.
So
taking the off beaten road, I went about the village from its
by-lanes and almost lost tracks.
It
was nice being close to the nature relishing every single blow of
wind on the wild trees and soaking in the silence of the nature, at
time getting disturbed by horse riders, otherwise this place is
heaven for those who do not like or wants to break away from the mad
city life. For sure, here, the time stops.
Just
few words of caution:
Carry
a good pair of comfortable walking shoes. Matheran is quite dusty and
there is red soil everywhere.
The
roads can be rough with many small stones in them, but they are not
sharp craggy rocks. If you wear a good pair of shoes with thick soles
you should be fine. Obviously, if you don't intend walking much then
this doesn't really matter too much.
The
weather is truly excellent as you can walk around even in summer
without feeling too uncomfortable. Morning is the best time from
trekking but be ready for a hazy view as the cloud covers the place
at early morning.
Carry
water.
Try
to avoid carrying too much baggage with you.
The
charges for horses differ. The horse keepers charges anything between
Rs. 100 to 500. You can bargain.
Carry
enough cash with you, as there is only one ATM in Matheran and
unfortunately it often does not work during monsoon.
There
are monkeys around. Please do not feed them or play with them. Don't
openly carry any food articles with you, as monkeys would definitely
try to snatch it away. Sans food they are pretty harmless
Was
so inspired by the hill station, I did four watercolor-pen works as a
tribute to this lovely place.
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Kali
On
a friend's recommendation, I decided to visit the Kali Puja Pandal
put up at Andheri Sports Complex. She insisted that the decor and
lighting were strictly not to be missed. I was lucky enough to reach
there at the eleventh hour of the third and main day of Diwali and
was awestruck with the gigantic Kali statue that stood in Pandal that
was a life-size replica of a temple in Kolkata.
The
approach to the Pandal was kitschtastic! The decorators were called
in from Kolkata who played with LEDs, fairy lights and halogens to
create pieces of art of which most were in motion. Besides the usual
floral designs, there was a robot with stretched arms that reminded
me of Big B's lightbulb flashing costume from his movie Yarana.
Perched on a stand right opposite this robot were three LED parrots
that were whistling at onlookers and were also set in a mechanical
motion of grooming each other. But perhaps what stole the show was a
larger-than-life LED statue of a girl who was swirling and so was her
skirt, at the hem of which were small baskets attached equidistant
from each other and in these baskets were tiny dolls of human babies.
A very surreal exhibit, this one!
Moving
on, devotees were guided through a canopy that was lined with 2-D LED
displays with themes like Indian Army, Indian Navy, Air India, Zoo
and Circus. These too were programmed exhibits and had some elements
that seemed to be in motion.
Finally,
there it was. The actual temple-inspired Pandal that was flanked by
two beautifully decorated plaster-of-Paris elephants on either side
of the entrance. One had to climb a few steps (which were positively
not older-citizen or disabled friendly) up to enter and then climb
down to step into the main hallway. From the ceiling of this hall
hung a magnanimous chandelier, befitting a palace of a king and right
in front stood the over-sized, breathtakingly beautiful statue of
Kali Ma, complete with demon heads in her hands and around her neck,
blood-shot eyes, fiery red tongue and Lord Shiva under her feet. Two
idols of Bhairavi (another avatar of Kali) were placed on her either
side and were seen beheading Chanda and Munda, two chief Asuras
(demons). The Pandal was scented with incense and was alive with
activity. Bengali women were distributing prasad (sweet offering) to
devotees and were also putting teekas (marks with red colored powder)
on their foreheads.
Being
late in the evening (it was almost midnight, actually) it was not
crowded much and allowed me to take few shots at leisure.
Outside
the Pandal the Bhog Khichadi was being distributed to all,
irrespective of their religion, caste, creed, class and color. I got
me a plate too and relished it while the dhakis played their drums
and danced in front of the Pandal.
Here
are a few shots!
LED exhibit at the entrance.
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