Overdue.3.

This shall be the end? Awww. I shall miss three-blogposts-a-day days.

Coorg is six hours away from Bangalore in distance. Definitely not six hours away in terms of the environment, way of living, people and places. It started with the twelve of us in a 22 seater bus. Eyes widened in wonder when I spotted CCD enroute. Gorged on some good old Choc-a-Vloc and remembered fondly how Choc-a-Vloc used to be like bhaat-ruti at one point of time. Eyes widened further in wonder when bill came. Almost equivalent to my fortnightly expenses in VIT. Kintu mum was paying. So all was right with the Universe.
Went through Nagarhole where Babai pointed at random cows and called them Indian Bisons just to see our heads moving like excited pendulums going, "Where, Where?". Listened to baaje remix gaan which even Mummy found appalling. Didi meanwhile acted like pucca Angrez Mem. Everytime sun made an attempt to touch Didis skin she covered herself to protect her Kidman-ness. Finally reached at 6.
Sexy weather. Sexy house. Correction. Very Very Very Sexy house. No hint of civilisation for miles.
Dinner made me climax almost. Amajing Coorgi pork, mutton, chicken. Even pudding. *licks fingers satisfactorily*
Called up Ms. Nayar. Promised her a post in the event of net connection. Event never came. Made J watch Shutter alone in that sunsaan house. Tarpor Mummy, Babai, Mesho, Dada, Boudi, Didi and I had interesting ghost-movies conversation over Smirnoff and RC. It was overcast. Lightning intervened at the right times in the adda of sorts...just when Exorcist was being discussed or I praised Emily Rose.
Visited the usual suspects. Leched shamelessly at hot monk doing his lessons at the Golden Temple monastery. Bought coffee and homemade chocolates. Then bought Caladryl for spider-bite. And Tic-Tacs for the sound. Came back on Saturday.
Saturday at Bangalore was so lazy that we showed up for dinner at posh restaurant in track suits. Thank god the place was candle-lit. Had sexed up Mangalorean food. Neer Dosa to be specific.
Por din Deforestation followed by farewell and endless Bhalo Thekos. Last minute instructions from Mummy. Looked for Sannu in the train. And found her. Phew!

Home and Back Again.