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Yeh Leh – Part I

The Bro is back from his bike trip to the Upper echelons of the Himalayas. In short, he’s back from his bike trip to Leh-Ladakh. It took him a while to get back to routine and work, but somehow, he managed to take out time and compile his travelouge and send it across to his dear family (who were frankly, frantic with worry about his expedition. The ‘frantic-with-worry’ clause applies only to the parents. Of course 😀 )

So , since I’m proud of his adventure and am a doting sister (if not anything else) I present to you, his travel logs (with pictures) of lands that threaten to touch the heavens. Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome, *drumroll* BROSKY!!!

Over to you Brosky –


Hills of Himachal

This ride took a lot. Over a year to make up the mind. 6 months of planning. Dates, leaves, bikes, equipment, routes, contingencies etc. Applied for leave in January, boss was gracious to approve it after a month  🙂

Day 1: Friday July 1, 2011:

Big Day. Fond farewells later, took a volvo to airport. Evening flight to New Delhi. My old school buddy had tied up some lose ends for us at Delhi. Picked us up from airport. Fed us the most delicious kadi-rice at Narula’s, CP. Dropped us at ISBT for the 10 PM bus that was to take us to Mandi (HP). Had to climb on top of the bus to tie down our luggage! Spent a rather restless night in a cramped seat and 3 and a half hours later, got down at Mandi (HP)

Day2: Saturday July2, 2011:

We got down bang opposite the GATI godown. Tearful re-unions with our bikes 🙂  Un-packed them, mounted them with clean luggage, filled up fuel tanks, freshened up at a nearby hotel & started the ride. Rode to Manali, covering the 100 odd kms in 3 hours. Reached at  6 PM & stayed overnight.

Day3: Sunday July3, 2011:


Up north, the sunrise is pretty early – 5 AM. Started from Manali at 6 AM. Reached Marhi at 8 AM for breakfast. Then started our torture. There had been a landslide on Rohtang Pass (Rohtang – literally meaning Pile of Corpses) at Rani-Nala and traffic jam was more than 1 km long. Being on bikes, we were able to get to the front of the jam by negotiating the rocks, boulders, mud & 1 foot deep slush. Still had to wait there for nearly 3 hours for the jam to clear. Meanwhile, clutch plates on the iron-maiden got fried. Pulled the bike to the side after a lot of pushing & pulling. A mechanic who was on the way up from Manali saw our plight (and he saw a money making opportunity!) He also saw 6 other iron-maidens with fried clutch-plates waiting at the same spot. He started fixing them & made a neat 2.5K per bike (in a city, the same can be fixed for 700-800). This took another 3 hours. We were able to finally start from Rohtang at 2.30 PM. Had some lunch a little ahead & started at 3.30. Reached Keylong at 9 PM. Total distance 120 kms in 5.5 hours. The iron-maiden with us was having gear-shift problems, so that kept us slow as we could ride only on 1st & 2nd gears.


Day4: Monday July4, 2011:

Rose early in the hope that we could get the iron-maiden fixed & be on our way. Little did we know. Went to the only bullet mechanic in town & there was a line of 8-10 other bullets already lined up! We were told to wait till 3 PM for our turn. Spent time shopping around town, had a local brew that goes by the name of beer, saw a local wedding, visited a nearby monastery. By 4 PM, the waiting was getting on the nerves & 2 of us decided to ride on to Darcha. Reached there by 6 PM. Total distance covered 35 kms, in 2 hours. As we left Keylong, we didn’t know that would be the last we would bathe for the next 4 days 😐 !!! Stayed overnight at a tent accommodation at Darcha (INR 50 per bed 🙂 )


Day5: Tuesday July5, 2011:

The iron-maidens from Keylong reached us @ 8 AM this morning. Started after breakfast at 8.30 AM, hoping to make Pang before night. This was a most memorable ride. After innumerable water fall crossings, a very high pass Baralacha, a deserted army camp called “Killing Sarai” we managed to reach Sarchu camp at 1.30 PM. I could already feel symptoms of AMS. We decided to stay over @ this camp. Another reason to stay over was, there is a river crossing 9 kms before Pang. If you reach there after 4, water flow is heavy due to snow-melt during the day. It’s a dangerous thing to do, crossing that river in the evenings.


Thats all for today. Rest of the stuff tomorrow 🙂


Photo Courtesy : Bro and friends 🙂

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The Airport Saga

I had a two-week vacation in Bangalore from which I returned on 22nd May. The bookings were done way back in Feb (when the tickets were cheaper)

I traveled to B’lore with the twins. Sans the Hubby. By air. How wise was that??

Luckily, mother dear and elder sister were there to give me company, not that the twins listened to them one bit (and we know how much they listen to me 😐 ) . If you were there at Pune airport at 05:30 AM on 7th May, then that was me you saw running after one kid while balancing another on one hip and lugging a baby bag on the other.

But this was not the best part. The best part was when we were coming back to Pune. The flight scheduled to leave B’lore at 09:50 PM on 21st May, got delayed to 11:30 PM. So instead of leaving the house early at 7:30 PM, we stayed put and left by 9PM. We reached the airport at 10 PM where we came to know that the flight was further delayed till 12:15 AM. Groaning aloud, we tried to pass time outside the airport with the parents, who refused to leave until they saw their munchkin grandchildren enter the building. By 10:30 PM, there was another update that the flight was further delayed to 01:15 AM. By this time, Dad was ready to call off our departure and ordered us to pile back into the car and go home. But since we are sane people, we decided to wait for the flight, however late it might be.

By 11PM, the security clearance call came up and we bid a teary good-bye to the parents and walked in. Now came the horrible part. Till now, the kids were quiet because they were busy with the luggage trolley (I guess ALL kids love to ride a trolley 🙄 ). But once the luggage was checked in and we moved to the next floor, the kids got cranky. I’d brought along food and milk to keep them fed and happy. But they refused to eat anything and insisted on running around the waiting lounge. Now, when you have two toddlers running helter-skelter in an airport lounge, you don’t get very nice looks directed your way. I think I spent a good deal of the time in the washroom when the kids got cranky and started howling. Aapa felt sorry for me, but since she herself wasn’t feeling any better and had a baby to look after , I didn’t want to trouble her with my woes.

By 01:15 AM, which was the final departure time, the queue to exit the building was yet to form. We waited and waited and waited….each passenger as restless as the other. Lui took this chance to start wailing aloud all over again. Shobs, who tried to console his sister, climbed a chair and promptly stumbled down. So I now had two hollering babies to look after and VERY little stamina to carry them both around. Luckily, a passenger took pity on me and diverted Lui’s attention by waving a box of mints at her. This kick started Aapa’s sleepy mind and she remembered that she had a box of Cadbury’s gems in her purse 🙂 . Thankfully, the sight of that colourful box was enough to make the kids

Once we were in, the kids quieted down a bit, but only by a slight margin. The minute I buckled them up, they started yelling loudly for all to hear that they didn’t want to be buckled up! “Belt kholo”, they screamed in unison. “Husssssshhhhhh”, I hissed at them, aware that all the people in the flight were just as cranky after the long wait and wanted some peace and quiet (maybe some shut-eye) before they reached Pune. The kids wouldn’t listen, so I loosened up the belt a bit. By the way, all this while, in trying to make sure the two were seated and not hopping off their seats, I hadn’t belted myself. I guess it was because of the late hour that the flight attendants didn’t bother to point it out to me 😀 . Once we took off, Lui was out like a lamp. Shobs took some time, but gradually sleep overtook and finally there was some respite. I couldn’t sleep myself as Lui was sleeping on two seats and Shobs was on my lap. By the time we landed in Pune, I was as cranky as the kids!

BTW, if you were at Pune airport at 03:30 AM on 22nd May, then that me you saw who was lugging two wailing toddlers who were interrupted in their sleep by their heartless mother!! This time, Aapa was busy with her own baby and there was no mater around to lend a hand. I had a tough time waking up the twins, who simply refused to open an eyelid. When they did get up, it was with a lot of wailing 😦 .I was the last to leave the plane, as Shobs dove under the seats and started howling from down there, reluctant to come out. Lui hung on to my leg, begging to be lifted, thus disabling my movements. The flight attendants stood by politely and shook their heads in collective sympathy while doing nothing else to ease my trauma. I somehow managed to herd the kids out of the plane and down to the tarmac. Now began the looong walk to the terminal. I’m still hazy as to how exactly I managed to cross that long barren patch. I remember the kids screaming, refusing to walk another step, I remember Aapa gently coaxing Lui along and her son trying his best to divert Shob’s mind. Once inside, I heaved a sigh of relief. Because, right there, in front of me, just at the entrance was…….not the BF!! It was the trolley.  I swear, at that moment I loved it almost as much as the twins 😀 . Needless to say, the minute they laid their eyes on it, they cheered up and raced each other to it. After that, it was one happy homecoming 🙂

And oh, need I say how the twins and the BF reacted on seeing each other??

Thankfully, the kids were much behaved since we returned.

Next time, I’m taking the BF along. Or not making that trip myself!! Or better still, leave the brats back home for their father to handle 😉

(But I doubt I’ll be able to sleep a wink a single night without them 😦 )

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Old is Gold. Period.

There’s something about old monuments. They speak in a way no modern architectural wonder can.

The silent dignity of holding themselves together at the helm even as their edges threaten to fall off, carries far more grace than the marvel of technology used for today’s structures.

This snap was taken by the BF on his trip to Hyderabad last December. It was sunset time when he was walking around the old city with his friend. One look at the Juma Masjid and he had the strong urge to click it, which speaks a LOT about the power of this structure. The BF happens to be one of those guys who just can’t go CLICK even for his own kids 😐 !!

The hazy image can be contributed to his blackberry (though good for everything else, taking pictures is not its forte) .

The while circular spots under the big minaret are loudspeakers for the Azaan (call for prayer).

I had been to Hyderabad in 2002. Being a student and with limited gadgets (no cellphone or digital camera those days for us middle-class students), I had no opportunity to click the wonderful sights I got to see. This picture urges me to visit that city once again. Maybe I will…..once the kids are old enough to come along and understand the beauty of the place for what it is (Yes. I’m definitely implying that I’ll get to go there only when I’m hitting my 70’s).

If you haven’t already figured it out, I’m in no mood to work today 😦 . Am seriously looking forward to getting away from the city for a while.

Hmmmm…..time to wake up from my dreams, I guess. Have a meeting in the next 15 mins. Have a nice day folks (or what is left of it).

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The FIAT Family

I guess we qualify as one, now that Dad, Bro and Bags, all three of them bought FIAT cars 🙂

Bro has a Palio (the silver one) , Bags has a Punto (in red) and Dad has a Stile (in Blue).

All of them are now trying their best to convince the BF to switch to a FIAT car. The BF has agreed only on the condition that he get a heavy discount on it , seeing that we have a loyal following back home 😀

So, what do you guys say, should we go for a FIAT too??

PS: That’s Dad with Baby SA and Bags near the gate.

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….as I’m not too keen on typing today 😦

Her father's daughter 🙂


Any idea what this flower is??

I don't know the name of this tree, but it has some heavenly smelling flowers on it.

Hidden sunlight

Brisk walk!!

A collage I made and gifted Bags 3 years back!!

Some more cooking and feeding

One of the UB City towers

Biscuit time 🙂

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Now that I’m back (to fond welcomes and hugs and kisses 🙂 ) I can’t help but feel that the last week went by just too fast!! We had loads of plans to meet people, roam around, visit Mysore and many more. But we didn’t do anything. ANYTHING!! 

Thanks to the super brats and of course, the “who-will-get-Babri” verdict (aren’t I glad that at least for now, its out of the way!!). We were at home, in the loving company of parents, Bro(with family) and Bags(with family) , all of whom had leave from work because of the verdict(am glad again 😀 ) .The only pin striking our balloon was the curfew-like situation in the city. With strict orders from every quarter, we had no option but to stay at home. It didn’t help that the verdict kept getting postponed. It ruined most of our plans and how!! 

Instead of going through the week day by day, I’ll quickly wrap up the events in one go (as there was hardly any difference between one day and the next 😐 ) 

The first two days (saturday and Sunday), we stayed at home. Saturday, because the BF wanted to sleep. He had come back around 2 am the previous night and had woken up at 4 again to catch our early morning flight. Not surprisingly, as soon as we reached home, he crashed out. Big time 🙂 . 

Dad had come to pick us up from the airport and after that, he had to leave for Pune (where Mom had stayed back to attend the 40th day ceremony of my departed aunt). They would return by 28th evening and till then, the house was handed over to us 🙂 . 

Bro and Bags had come with their spouses and kids and I had a good time making certain the twins get acquainted with their cousins. As expected, there were mini gang-wars, but no casualties were reported 🙂 . Eventually, the kids got used to seeing each other and peace was restored. Bro and Bags left in the evening and we had my parent’s house all to myself (which , under other circumstances would have been a VERY romantic occurance….BUT….the twins!!) and I realized what a whopping gigantic task it is to prevent your children from demolishing someone else’s house! 

For the record, my house is kid-proof. Apart from the furniture, every other thing is placed at least more than 3 feet away from the floor.Which isn’t the case with mom’s house. Her house has a hundred different artifacts/statuettes/mementos/centre-pieces which are arranged in pane-less showcases/side tables and centre-tables. To say that I hyper-ventillated when SS took two crystal ash-trays and banged them together(since they sound so pretty) is putting it mildly. I had a cardiac arrest. And after that, things got just worse!! Me and the BF spent an entire evening leaping to rescue one item or the other. And if we weren’t running rescuing things, we were running rescuing the twins from falling off the marble staircase leading up to the first floor. The twins on their part, were super-gleed to see temptation staring them in the face. How could they resist!! They had a ball. That first day saw some major and minor damages (which we couldn’t prevent in time). In the night, when the kids slept, we realized just how difficult the entire week was going to be. The BF already regretted the leave, the scars of the Delhi trip still fresh in his mind. But I was stronger. I told him that come what may, I’ll return to Pune only on the date mentioned in my return ticket. Not a minute before that!! 

Anyhow, Saturday night passed uneventfully. The BF woke up late on Sunday. I didn’t have the liberty to, since SS has a nasty habit of getting up early and then slapping me to “uthh-Ohhh”.If I don’t respond to his request, he tries to nudge and shove me off the bed. Hah!! little does the midget know that it wasn’t all that easy to move this mama out of her bed. I give random threats of scary-monsters and furious grand-parents, but it doesn’t cut any ice with him. When he says “uthh-Ohh”, a mom has no option, but to get up. Even if it is 6:30 AM on a Sunday *Sigh* . 

Sunday afternoon was lunch at Bro’s place, where RS bullied poor Baby M to no end. The little girl was in tears throughout and no one would belive that she’s 8 months older to RS (and OH!! She’s a damn smart kid. She knows all her poems by heart and even enacts them! And here I am, still struggling to make the twins join two coherent words together 😦 . I must be doing something wrong…..or maybe not doing something right!!)!! Post lunch, came back home and tried to grab 40 winks. No luck 😦 . Luckily, Bhabhi had handed over parcelled dinner, so there were no worries over cooking food. The BF and I, after a very long time, sat down to watch TV.Correction here. HE sat down to watch TV. I made a million trips up and down the stairs, trying my best to make sure the twins didn’t tumble and have a great fall 😦 . We had a nice cosy dinner where RS vehemently insisted that she would have dinner by herself and then proceeded to royally mess up the whole room. My appeals to her to stop her attempts at feeding the chair, the blanket and the table, fell on deaf ears. Post dinner, the BF grabbed the twins and went downstairs, while I spent the better part of an hour sweeping and mopping the room, cleaning up the mess!! I didn’t want Mom to have a brutal shock when she returned home. 

Monday morning was spent similarly lazing around at home. I had a pile of washing to do, apart from the regular operation clean-up. Luckily, the maid turned up on time and I could spend time feeding the twins and playing with them. Later that evening, we made a trip to Cubbon Park near MG road. I have fond memories of visiting Cubbon park as a kid and wanted the twins to have fun there as I’d done ages ago. Alas, after reaching there, we found out that the children’s play area is closed on Mondays (of all days in a week!!). Anyhow, we strolled along the pathways, amidst lovely greenery and age-old trees. The twins had a blast running about the place 🙂 

Love overload 🙂

SS.....learning to pose for snaps 🙂

RS....running for all she's worth 🙂

Cubbon park is a lovely place. The bamboos are still standing strong and look just as mysterious now as they looked then 🙂 . At one point, the BF was walking in front of me with the twins. The late afternoon sun filtering through the trees gave off a lovely halo over their heads :- 

In front of me

And when I turned around, the scene was entirely different :- 

Behind me

The sun’s rays struck just one part of the bamboo cluster whereas the rest of the area was engulfed in darkness!! It was amazing to notice the difference from the point where I was standing 🙂 . Somehow, I have a thing for Bamboos…I find them other-wordly……..just think….grass that grows so high it makes you feel like the kids in “Honey I Shrunk The Kids” 🙂 

High on grass 😀

We spent Tuesday at home, mostly because Mom was returning that night and I wanted the house to have some semblance of its original state before she entered the front door!! Operation Frantic-Clean-Up ensued and by evening, we were ready to declare the house almost as good as before 🙂 . Around 7pm, we took the car, bundled the kids and headed to the airport to pick up parents (Bro was struck in heavy traffic on his way back from work and couldn’t make the trip himself). It was a fun drive, with us missing the route a couple of times, but getting back on the highway in time to reach the airport. Parents were obviously super-happy to see the twins, who on their part, were super happy to have another chance at riding the trolleys 🙂 

Wednesday morning, I fed the kids, fed the BF ,cleaned up the house and by noon we  all headed to Bag’s place. She had invited us over to her place (which is in the diagonally opposite direction to our home and takes an hour to reach!!) for dinner. Once there, Baby SA took some time adjusting to the intruders in his play-room, but being the gentle child that he is, was willing to share his toys with minimum fuss! I totally ADORE baby SA. He’s such a munchkin, all golden ringlets for hair and big green eyes. We (the BF, me and the twins) just couldn’t get enough of hugging him and kissing his cheeks off. The poor baby never squirmed or tried to run away. Gosh!! Its so bad when you have to stay away from such lovely kids 😦 

On the bean bag

RS was gifted a kitchen set by Bags and my girl promptly cooked a meal and fed Baby SA 😀 

RS : Eat baby Eat

Baby SA : As if I have a choice 😦


On Thursday, we all stayed put at home. Bro got an off from work.So did Bro-in-law and bhabhi. We got together at home, had lunch, gossipped, laughed,ran after the kids and generally had a ball. We switched on the television much later in the evening, after the verdict was out. But frankly, by then, no one was really interested in the verdict. We just wanted life to go on smoothly, at least for our children’s sake!! We had planned to visit Mysore on Friday, but then Dad advised against it. So we all stayed put at home. On Friday evening, we made a trip to UB City on Vitthal Mallya Road (Bangloreans might be aware of this new landmark) . The twins and the cousins had a blast playing with the water fountain in the atrium. 

Baby M,SS,Baby SA, RS

Too engrossed with the fountain to bother posing!!

It was a fun evening. After roaming around UB City for a while , we ordered Chinese takeaway for dinner and headed home. There’s something awfully heartwarming about sitting at home and having meals with loved ones. Aapa was sorely missed as were her two kids. If only she could come, our happiness would have been complete :). 

Here’s a pic of the four-cousins sitting like angels for a snap :- 


As usual, RS wanted to wear her brother’s shirt, with the hood put up!! Good decision, at least it helps to hide her bald head for a while 😀 

Saturday was a blur of activity. I had a load of packing to do, with strict (naah, stern is the word) instructions from the BF that we are to return with the same number of bags we arrived with. No extra luggage would be taken to kindly. He needn’t have worried. Since we didn’t get to shop even once, there was no threat of extra baggage 😀 . Cousin H from Chennai had come over in the morning to meet us. He used to stay with us earlier and it was good to see him again. The poor lad is facing an awful divorce proceeding within the first year (for the record, his bride asked for a divorce right after the wedding. Go figure 😐 . I really need to do a post on this, will probably write it up by this weekend ) . While with us, he was cheerful and happy and I was glad that at least for some time, he could throw his worries away 🙂 

Once the packing was done, we headed for lunch to bhabhi’s sister’s place. The twins had fun bullying J Aapa’s son Av, who is close to being 4-years old. SS even made the poor boy cry!! Either my son is turning into a bully like his sister, or little Av is more sensitive than we know!! 

Baby M, Av and Baby SA under the table discussion with Dad 🙂

After we got back home, it was another round of frantic packing, last minute searching for stuff, two irritable kids and two heart-broken parents. Mom and Dad were already in the moping mood since they felt we were going back too soon!! Dad gifted the BF a lot of golfing paraphernalia and as always tried convincing the BF to take up the sport (Hah!! Fat chance that he will!!) . The BF, on his part, assured Dad that maybe sometime in future, he will. I don’t believe him. Neither does Dad, but he keeps his hopes high 😀 !! And oh, for those who wonder what the BF looks like, here’s a shot – 


There he is, being his regular shy persona!! Not to be clicked since he hadn’t shaved! And then he says we women are finicky over our looks! Hmmphh. The double standards, I tell you…..!!
Anyhow, Bro and Mom accompanied us till the airport, we bid fond good-byes,piled the twins on the trolley and went in. After that, it was just mayhem as the twins freaked out at the airport, running helter-skelter with me and the BF running after them! Even inside the plane, they resembled super-charged Energiser bunnies. Luckily, since it was a flight, our agony was shortlived. We arrived in Pune late at night and from then on, it was back to work, back to routine.
And I miss my mommy and daddy 😦
1) This is the 400th post on this blog.
2) This blog completed 1 year on 9th of Sep 2010.
3) There is no excuse for not doing a Blog-B’day-Post.
4) I hang my head in shame…….and sorrow 😦

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 (Alert : Longish post ahead 🙂 )  




 “Not really. What happened”??

 “How about a short weekend trip”.

 “Hunh?!…Out of the blue? What happened? You feeling okay?? Where do you plan to go? What about the kids?”

 “Yes or No?”

 “Umm..Yes, I guess”.


 “Hello…? Err…Thanks for asking. Nice talking to you too”.


That was the BF calling me up at work on Friday evening. I called him up later to confirm the trip, but he cut my call since he was in a meeting. I came home and asked the MIL if she had any idea about the trip. MIL replied in the negative, said she had school the next day and if the trip was really going to happen, she might try coming back earlier than usual. The BF returned home late that night (around 11 PM, I guess). The only thing he said was ,”We have to leave home by 10 AM tomorrow. Good night”. 


The regular maid comes in by 12 noon. The kid’s nanny comes in by 10. How were we going to wrap up everything and then be ready by 10?? These men, I tell you. They only think about one thing at a time. I’m sure stuff like washing the twin’s huge pile of clothes, the sink full of utensils, cooking for FIL (who couldn’t make it for the trip), boiling milk and storing it, cleaning up the house, sweeping (since we couldn’t wait for the maid and then we couldn’t leave the house in its present state for the next 30 hours!!) , packing up for the twins (even an overnight trip requires a humungous amount of planning and packing) and all such things never appeared anywhere in the BF’s To-Do list!! 

But it came in our’s ! 

So the MIL took a day off from school, woke up at 6 AM and got busy. I woke up a little later, since RS woke up many times in the night and I really couldn’t drag my sorry ass off the bed 😦 .We got busy, running around with our tasks, the GMIL cooking curry for the FIL, me busy packing up the twin’s stuff, packing up for the BF and me as well, MIL busy washing the utensils and then the poor lady even washed the twin’s clothes. I called the nanny a zillion times, but the girl never picked my call!! Sheesh…these maids, I tell you!!! 

Anyhow, all packed and ready, we bundled ourselves into the car and headed towards this resort. Surprisingly, once I got back to office on Monday and mentioned the resort name, practically everyone said they’ve been there at least once. Its time like this when I wonder what planet I’m on!! Am I the ONLY ignoramus around?!! I wonder 😐 

The drive was lovely, a slight drizzle all the way, partly sunny at times, the air cool and crisp and the twins in a damn good mood 🙂 . If I wasn’t sandwiched between the MIL and GMIL, I would have taken a few shots of the beautiful road and the surrounding hills. Alas, I got a chance to click snaps only after reaching there. 

Entrance of the resort.

Our rooms overlooked the central courtyard. Very charming 🙂

The rooms were pretty comfortable with good amenities. We dumped our luggage and headed towards the restaurant for lunch (seriously, in all that rapid running around at home, I’d skipped breakfast, and was famished to the gills!!!). I wasn’t able to take any snaps of the food , because once it arrived, we dug in with such gusto that by the time it occurred to me that I had my camera along, the food was long gone 🙂 

And oh, the food was DELICIOUS!! Lip-smacking Delish!!  I wasn’t expecting such good stuff and was totally bowled over!! 

The twins were in a good mood throughout lunch. RS took it upon herself to introduce her momma to all the waiters around. SS was trying his best to filch off the spoons and forks from the other tables. The poor waiters had to place all the cutlery at the center of the tables so that the twins don’t reach for them. 

The BF wondered about the lack of crowd in the restaurant, which we later found out was because of the excellent room service provided. More on that later. Post lunch, we trooped back to our rooms, where the GMIL and MIL declared they’d like a nap (since they were up early that day). SS refused to sleep and was promptly handed over to the BIL. RS fought her sleep for quite some time but then eventually succumbed 🙂 . She was handed over to the MIL and then, it was just me and the BF . Finally 😀 !! So we did what we’d been planning on doing for quite some time. We went and played a match of Table Tennis. (Hah!! I knew you were thinking something else 😀 !!) 

It was loads of fun. At least for me. The BF refused to play with me after 3 matches, saying I was one of the worst opponents ever!!! Apparently, I was giving away points, denying him the pleasure of a proper match! Oh well!! It was ages since I handled the paddle. Gimme a break!! 

Anyhow, before we could play TT (the table was occupied by a feisty Ajji who was beating her opponents hollow) , we were whiling away time at the carrom table. Now, I’m sure this table must have seen better days…but thankfully, its bad state didn’t affect our match much. I stink at carrom and the BF gave up on me after one match 😀 

The Carrom table

 The Pool table was closed in the afternoon, so me and the BF took a walk along the perimeters of the resort, checking out the facilities. At the edge of the resort was the water park, or you can say a swimming pool with a few slides running down to it 🙂 . We thought of bringing the twins to the swimming pool, but a closer look at the water made me change my mind . 

The swimming pool water

While we walked back to our rooms, I clicked furiously at every leaf and flower on the way. Not that any of them came out fine, but still…..one has to make an attempt to improve, no?! 

Flower. I have no idea about its name 😦

The minute we reached back to our rooms, it started raining once again. Me and the BF sat outside the rooms, on the deck chairs provided and chatted on family and work. SS woke up shortly and so did the MIL. Both of them joined us outside. BF pulled out the laptop and checked up on his mail (that’s my new laptop you see there in the pic. It’s a beauty, I tell you 😀 )



SS wanting his share of the laptop

 Once the BIL and GMIL woke up from their slumber, we thought of going for tea. But then, the GMIL refused to walk all the way to the restaurant, so we called up room service for the tea and snacks. These guys were pretty prompt and shortly, we were served a basket of steaming hot pakoras and a plate of club sandwiches. Once again, yummy pakoras (they even had capsicum pakoras, my FAVOURITE *drool* !!) and sandwiches. I swear, these guys were totally winning me over!! 

Evening snacks and Tea


  It was pouring real hard by late evening and we stayed put in our rooms (or , outside it, on t he corridor) . The BF and BIL left for the Pool room. I had accompanied them earlier, with the twins, but they threw a tantrum because we wouldn’t let them play with the balls or climb over the pool table. I had no option, but to walk back to the rooms. The twins had a fun time running along the long corridor of the guest rooms and we had fun chasing them 🙂 . Even the MIL was wonderfully relaxed and enjoying the fun. 

Once it got dark, we went back inside. There was some movie going on , but we weren’t paying attention. The twins were in a playful mood and we were too busy laughing at their antics 🙂 . At dinner time, we once again called room service for dinner and placed our order. It took just half an hour for our dinner to arrive, served hot and steaming!! I called the BF and BIL to return to the rooms. We fed the kids first and then dug in ourselves 🙂 

The rest of the evening/night was spent chatting, with the MIL and GMIL reminiscing about monsoons in their villages, how life used to be before people trooped to the cities and so on. It was quite a relaxed evening and somewhere around 11PM, we wound up for the day. 

And then began my ordeal 😦 

The twins just couldn’t sleep on the bouncy beds!! They are used to much firmer mattresses back home and the box-spring bed wasn’t upto their liking. So they kicked, turned, rolled around and still weren’t consoled. Rocking each to sleep in turns took the better part of our night. By morning, both the BF and me were ready to stay back for the day just to catch some more sleep. But better sense prevailed and we realized we had to go back home. One of the main reasons was that the painters were coming over to paint the house and we needed to be there to move things around. 

Just before we left, I took these two snaps. Just looking at it surprises me to see that my kids have come so far from the tiny fledglings they once were. All of a sudden, they look so grown up!! 



The Twins with their Abba

(Notice the shirt on RS?? Its SS’s. But my girl was adamant on wearing it. She kicked around until I gave in.  And now, she looks as much a guy as SS 🙂 ) 

And then, when I change the perspective, I realize that they are still my tiny little babies  🙂


RS with the BF



 Overall, it was a wonderful short trip, just what I needed to recharge my batteries 😀 . I do hope we cram in such short trips on a regular basis henceforth. Have forwarded the idea to the BF. His reply,”We’ll see”. 

Yup, I married Mr.Cryptic 😐 

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