Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Breakfast on Wheels

About 4 months ago, DH got me my cycle - or should I call it Bike to be more posh :). He got bitten by the cycling bug in Feb and in April convinced me to sink some green bucks and buy one for myself too. I still remember the evening we got the cycle - a Scott Sportster Hybrid bike.

Cycle
I rode the cycle back from the shop - a 7km ride at about 7:30pm evening in the evening. I had mixed feelings - I was feeling quite exhilarated riding a bicycle again after nearly 14 years and at the same time apprehensive on having sunk so much money into something which I may never use. I was also so conscious of all the riding gear i was wearing (which was just a helmet and some gloves of course). The one thing that has stayed the same way ever since that day I rode the bike to today is the "pain in the butt" - LITERALLY!!! Today 7 kms seems a jujubee !! Thanks to the persistence of DH, I have been riding almost every weekend (one day) without fail and sometimes - very rarely during week days mornings. Couple of weekends ago, we decided to explore some famous eateries in the city on our weekend morning trips - and thus the breakfast on wheels. Two weekends ago we rode to Malleswaram. It was a wonderful morning - as are all bangalore mornings (except the two or three summer months). The route we took - Screen Shot 2014 08 12 at 10 59 29 AM Riding on the 16th cross road was fun. First was the road itself - you could miss the road very easily from 2nd Main as it comes almost immediately after you turn into 2nd Main. Second was the steep slope towards Sampige road! I was panting like a dog after reaching the top much to the amusement of an aunty. Just as we turned right on Margosa road, we reached our destination - a tiny but crowded nondescript shop tucked away on the side of the road - Veena stores - which serves the yummiest and softest idlis I have ever tasted - yeah better than Murugan Idlis (conceded the world's largest fan of Murugan Idli - DH). IMG 20140802 073951772 HDR Hot and Soft idlis are served on a small Leaf plate with spicy coconut chutney. There is no place to sit and eat. People just stand on the footpath(almost non-existent) and devour this marvelous snack and drown it down with a tiny cup of yummy coffee! The vadas are also exquisite, crisp but not oily (that according to the DH is an oxymoron). IMG 20140802 073439428 After having satisfied one-tenth of my appetite, we rolled down the road. It reminded me so much of my beloved Arya Gowda road - shops on either side of the tree lined narrow road - fully occupied with people , buses, cars, cycles and autos even at the hour of 7:30 am on a weekend. Just opposite the Malleswaram playground, is the CTR - which was our next destination. If you are driving a tad too fast, it is easy to miss it out as the CTR is written in very small 'font' on the old fading building. A small cosy eat-out - I cannot bring myself to call it a restaurant - boasts the typical morning breakfast menu found almost in any other restaurant - but serves the yummiest melt-in-mouth benne dosas. According to the DH, it is fried in butter. Whatever - it is a MUST-EAT-ONCE dish! Having shared just one measly small bene dosa - this is the bane of having a health too-conscious husband, we trudged backwards home, waving to fellow cyclers (as is the norm, so I have learnt). The next time the DH cribs - "Malleswaram aa - so faar!" when I ask him to come for shopping, he is getting socked :)

Saturday, August 09, 2014

After a long time ...

.... the heart is full of joy and music and all thanks to little ones who filled my ears and soul with music for an hour and half .. I am so glad I took the decision to make it to the last show of this season despite "no-no"s from the DH and amma - the traffic will be so heavy, it is a saturday evening !! ; ah! when concerts were a stone's throw away from home, you never attended, why this sudden interest -- blah blah blah .. The show was divine!!! 
I forgot the number of times my eyes were filled with tears of joy and the number of times I felt goosebumps all over. My feet would just not stop beating to the rhythm and the smile on my face would just not fade. Ah! those blessed divine little souls - what magic in their voice, what innocence in their eyes and smiles, what resilience in their bodies!!! 
Well, I guess the fact that i opened this blog and wrote a post itself probably shows the extent to which i was moved. I was and am lost, in a world that is just and only made of mundane stuff (not that mundane stuff is bad) - but yes that "me" was missing , totally covered under piles of never ever giant, medium, tiny, teensy, specky works that never ever end (well there is zillions more on the to-do list and it is 10:30 PM and I can hear wails of amma come to bed .. and so on) but still I just HAD to stop by and jot this muse of mine. Just this once the flow wont stop. Oh! i wish i could write more but sigh! being a mom is just never ever easy !! 
BTW, I did stick the ticket in my book of "treasured memories" too. Ah! Vidhya I am so proud of you!