May 11, 2009
New addition to the family
We welcome...Meenakshi.


posted by Mostly Sharamless @ 2:48 PM   0 comments
May 2, 2009
On the road...
* We're late by an hour...it's 6 o'clock by the time we start off. Journey time is estimated to be 16 hours. Even at this early hour, there's no mercy on the roads of Bangalore.

* Stop for brakfast at Kamat. There's a new one open on this side of the road, further down. Nevertheless, we decide to have it at the usual joint. The showpiece of this stop is a bunch of monkeys.

* The monkeys are more intelligent that the family of 9. First, at the payment counter, the lady can't decide how many of them are there - seven, eight or nine. By the time they decide, the vadas are over.

* Due to my bad luck, i run into the father, mother and daughter from the group at the dosa counter. The lady can't wait. She starts chastising the cook for not being able to make 20 dosas in 20 seconds. By the time the dosas are brought out, the three of them want everything for themselves. The waiter does not oblige, and gives us, the lesser mortals, some helpings. Needless to say, the lady is livid.

* I run in to the girl again during coffee. As i am drawing my coffee, the girl comes in with a cup and tries to push mine away. I give some advice, and she runs off to her mother. The mother glares at me, and i glare back with more venom. Battle won!

* We stop for tea at a wayside stall in Gundlupet. Nobody else does. They all stop next door at the spanking Coffee Day. Needless to say, the tea is good, but the place would shock all you so-called social human beings .


* Bandipur: We spot a handful of deers. Other than them, the only animals visible are a hundreds of malnourished cows.

* We pass the border into Tamil Nadu. "They'll ask for money" says RM. "You're going for festival, no? Give us some money, they'll say. If they see the camera, they'll ask for double." Surprisingly, nobody asks to money.

* 36-odd hairpins to Ooty. The little Marutis that showed such great hurry and overtook us, are seen struggling to make the turns.

* There's a huge traffic jam leading into Charing Cross. But the vehicles are lined up obediently in a single file - except for a couple of cars with Bangalore licence plates who try to jump the line.

* Charing Cross is empty. There are hardly any shops that are open. We struggle to buy chocolates.

* Descent to Mettupalayam is worse...People simply can't wait to overtake. One guy almost bangs us from behind.

* I almost forget my camera after lunch in Mettupalayam. Lucky escape!

* Another traffic-jam half way to Coimbatore. On the way, we had spotted a huge arena for amma's election rally. I hope the jam's not due to some stupid politician. People are thankfully well behaved, except for the Indica fellow. He was crawling along the road at 10 km per hour, and now he cannot wait in a queue!

* We stop for bajji and tea at Palakkad. Oil seems to be cheap in Kerala now. The bajji is overflowing with it.

* The buses on the Palakkad-Thrissur route are still driven by madmen.

* Arrival time in Ernakulam: 9:00 PM - one hour before the ETA
posted by Mostly Sharamless @ 6:46 PM   0 comments
Feb 16, 2009
Lessons from Rajasthan...
There were lots...but a few things stay in mind:

1. Common perception: Rajasthan is full of desert...you'll thirst for water. So carry enough with you. The reality is that, the desert fills up only a small part of the place. The rarest thing to find in the place is not water, but...Non-vegetarian restaurants.

2. People are nice.

3. There are some people who are not so nice.

4. If the business card of a concern says "R.S" and has sightseeing tips on its backside, turn tail and run. Its bogus. We were almost duped twice.

Frankly, there is only one person in this whole galaxy with the title "R.S", whom you can blindly trust

5. Never trust a cycle-rickshaw-wala.

6. There are such things called telephone and internet - things that can be used to check whether your train is on right time or not.

7. Never eat pizza from an Indian restaurant, especially if the waiters are dressed in Mughal attire.

8. You can't learn classical music in three hours.

9. Neither can you look at someone painting on T-Shirts, return back to Bangalore and think that overnight you can turn into a genius, by painting on fabric.

10. Never trust any structure that stands in the midst of a lake and looks splendid from far-off.

11. In Lonely Planet, we trust.

12. Camels are like...er...you-know-who.

13. And finally...before he decides to sock me and take me to court, forget i said that.
posted by Mostly Sharamless @ 10:04 PM   0 comments
Aug 17, 2008
Our Propagenda
We Gendas like to blow our own trumpet (being a genda, 'horn' would be more appropriate). Hence a change of domain name. Now, what would you call a rhinoceros who likes to blow his own horn (though i've never heard of one rhino blowing another rhino's horn)?
- A "propagenda".

A few changes/additions to the HG Charter, as it exists today:

1. The three of us, RS, RM and SS, have conferred upon ourselves, the title of "Grand Genda".

2. Any new member would be initiated as a "Genda of the first order".

3. It is not possible for new members to rise to the position of a Grand Genda. The three Grand Gendas must concur for this to happen.

4. The primary requirement for someone to aspire to be a Grand Genda is that they should own a pet genda.

5. The Grand Gendas hold the right of veto for any decisions in the Order
posted by Mostly Sharamless @ 8:53 PM   0 comments
May 28, 2008
The one-legged Genda
It's strange...here i am wandering around the world, and yet, no posts on the HG site. One Globetrotter does not a Harem make.

For a whole 24 hours now, I have been limping around in Montreal. An ode to my plight...

Grand Genda went up the hill
To click a pair of photos
Genda fell down and sprained his leg
And was bedridden there after...
posted by Mostly Sharamless @ 8:49 AM   0 comments
Feb 2, 2008
The Holy Genda
We salute the official animal....

posted by Mostly Sharamless @ 9:30 PM   0 comments
Jan 23, 2008
The Bombay Diaries
No RM and no Vishalakshi. I am wondering whether this qualifies as a HG trip.

Let's have a vote...
posted by Mostly Sharamless @ 11:41 PM   1 comments
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