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Its been more than a month since my last post.. the reason succinctly explained in the last post. So i've decided to fill you up with the "important events" that took place in this time.. don't worry i'll KISS (Keep It Short Simple) IT.. and yes its not chronological ..

We had two Hungarian guests staying over with us for a coupla days through couchsurfing. (if you want to more then here ).. they are going to be on the road.. air.. water for another 9 months and doing a world tour.. they started fom london and namma bengaluru was their first stop.. took them around this place.. told them a bit about our history.. got them addicted to masala dosas.. they loved it.. but what they really thanked me for was to teach them how to eat with their hands.. yeah i know you have been doing it since adam.. but for the whites see it as a skill.. its like what eating with a chopstick means to us.. so i thought them the "art" of eating with hands.. "Get all your fingers together and then push the food in" is what i told them.. but they still wondered how my plate was all neatly polished off but theirs was not .. so they took a pic of that too.. A finished plate :) . The guy did not know english and only the girl did.. so whatever we talked. the girl took time out and explained the same to him in hungarian.. i said WHATEVER we talked for two days was translated into hungarian.. and that was quite amusing. They wanted to watch a typical indian movie so took to watch "Hello" .. yes i know that was a bad pick but the other option was karzzzz so.... No points for guessed that the movie sucked.. we were evidently quite embarrassed and our guests thought the movie wasn't very "intelligent".

My Grandad has two sons and they have a son each and now even they were blessed with a son each.. If u were confused.. We had a family function in mysore to commemorate my grandparents and their great grandsons.. It was definitely a sight to watch. my old aging and weak grandparents holding their great grandsons,who had arrived into this world just a few months back and were so full of energy.. I have always pondered how small children and old people are so smiliar. Here one generation so young that they dint know what was happening and the other was so old that even followed suit.. and when you see all four of them posing together for a photograph i just couldn't help but smile.. smile at life...

After the function a bunch of us cousins decided to go for dinner.. I was given the onus of picking the place and since i had heard so much about The Royal Orchid Brindavan Garden i promptly picked the same.. The name says it all.. well i'm talking about the amount of travelling needed to get to the place.. and it wasn't amongst the nicest roads that we find in a city like mysore.. and people in the car were an inch from lynching me for making them suffer the same.. once you got there you still had to walk half kilometre to get to the hotel and i would say it was worth the effort.. you sit down in the "Elephant Bar" to have a drink.. and you can see the entire lit up Bridavan Garden and in the background is the Krishna Raja Sagar Dam.. the view is truely splendid and the cost of your drink makes you even happier. It is a heritage property that is 85 years old.. and if you are ever in mysore its not to be missed..

This Diwali i was back home.. just wanted to spend some good time there.. coincidence that a few of my college friends were in town too.. so we decided to meet up for lunch.. we were four of us and expect for one of them the last i had met the rest was more than 4 years back.. One of them who would hardly talk to anyone was now married to a girl he had fallen in love with.. and this news was a shocker to me but when saw him at lunch rattling off things in the menu to the waiter that i guess he had already by hearted.. he ordered for a juice and when the waiter got the same.. he snubbed him saying "dint i ask you get the juice with the starter".. I just stared in disbelief.. the same old guy who four years back was shy to even open his mouth was now throwing his weight around at will.. yes things change.. people change.. but when its all pretencions i guess it kinda looses its grace.. and exactly what i found here..

These days i have been inflicting episode after episodes of Desperate Housewives on myself.. don't ask me the reason.. because neither do i know .. This sitcom is about four women Lynette, Bree, Susan and Gabriel who are housewives and desperate(by desperate here i don't mean for sex) in their own ways but each very distinct.. I'm not the too much of the television person.. infact i hate to watch TV but the reason i bring up this sitcom is.. the four women are like the four directions in a X-Y plane.. and any woman you know will fall in one of the four quadrants.. a mixtures of the women mentioned above.. If you dont believe me.. watch it for yourselves.. Its kinda addictive ;)