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Mysore

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  • Day123

    Chamundi Hill Temple

    November 19, 2017 in India

    Ein typischer Sonntagsausflug mit der Familie könnte in Deutschland so aussehen:

    Man schnappt sich Kind und Kegel und macht sich auf den Weg zum Freizeitpark. Dort kauft man sich die Eintrittskarten und nimmt für eine 2 minütige Achterbahnfahrt auch gerne eine halbe Stunde Wartezeit in Kauf. Wenn man Glück hat, kann man noch ein Foto mit einem Comichelden ergattern. Dann gibt es für die ganze Bande Pommes und alle gehen glücklich und K.O. nach Hause.

    In Indien gibt es hierzu nur kleine Unterschiede:

    Die ganze Familie schmeißt sich in die feinsten Sonntagskleider und macht sich mit dem Bus auf zum Tempel. Hier werden zunächst die Schuhe abgegeben und dann werden die Eintrittskarten gekauft. Dann heißt es auch hier warten. 30 Minuten sind da ein Klacks. Wird der Einlass in den Tempel dann endlich gewährt, wird gequetscht, geschoben und gedrückt, um 1 Minute lang einen Blick auf die Göttinenstatue werfen zu können. Dann trifft sich die Famile wieder im inneren des Tempels und ißt gemeinsam eine Cocosnuß. Wenn man Glück hat, ergattert man ein Selfie, mit der einzigen Weißen in der Gegend (mit mir ๐Ÿ˜Š). Mit einem Becher frischer Früchte lässt man den Tag dann ausklingen.

    Das letzte Bild zeigt übrigens mein Frühstück heute ๐Ÿ˜… ne Mischung aus süß, scharf und herzhaft. Westliche Restaurants hab ich hier noch keine gesehen.
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  • Day31

    ืขืœ ืื—ืช ื”ื’ื‘ืขื•ืช ื”ืžืงื•ื“ืฉื•ืช ื‘ื™ื•ืชืจ ื‘ื“ืจื•ื ื”ื•ื“ื•, ื”ืขืœื™ื™ื” ื”ื™ื™ืชื” ืงืœื” ืขื ืื•ื˜ื•ื‘ื•ืก , ื”ื™ืจื™ื“ื” ื”ื™ื™ืชื” ืœืžืขืœื” ืžืืœืฃ ืžื“ืจื’ื•ืช ื•ืขื•ื“ ืงื™ื ื•ื— ืฉืœ ื—ืฆื™ ืฉืขื” ื”ืœื™ื›ื” ืื‘ืœ ื”ื™ื” ืฉื•ื•ื”

  • Day34

    ืžื™ื™ืกื•ืจ

    February 17, 2016 in India

    ื‘ื’ืŸ ื”ื—ื™ื•ืช, ื‘ื™ืŸ ื›ืœ ื”ืืจื™ื•ืช ื ืžืจื™ื ืœืืคื•ืจื“ื™ื ื˜ื™ื’ืจื™ืกื™ื ื•ื”ืฉืืจ ื™ืฉ ืงืจื ืฃ ืœื‘ืŸ, ืฉื ืจืื” ืžืื•ื“ ื“ื•ืžื” ืœืงืจื ืฃ ื”ืœื‘ืŸ ื”ืฆืคื•ื ื™ ืฉืคื—ื•ืช ืžืขืฉืจื” ื™ืฉ ื‘ืขื•ืœื ื•ื”ื ืฆืคื•ื™ื™ื ืœื”ื›ื—ื“ ื‘ืชื•ืš ื›ืžื” ืขืฉื•ืจื™ื. ื•ื’ื ื”ื•ืจื ื‘ื™ืœ ื™ืคื”ืคื”

  • Day31

    ืžื•ื–ื™ืื•ืŸ ื”ืจื›ื‘ื•ืช ื‘ืžื™ื™ืกื•ืจ ื”ื•ื ืฆื ื•ืข ืื‘ืœ ื‘ื”ื—ืœื˜ ื›ื™ืฃ. ืื”ื” ื•ื™ืฉ ืคื” ื’ื ืืจืžื•ืŸ.

  • Day4

    Tibetan Refugee Camps

    August 3, 2015 in India

    The Indian govt has given Tibetan people land throughout the whole country in order to fid refuge escaping from China brutal anti-Tibetan politics. Here they built different villages im which they can life and have a life. You can find schools, monasteries, offices, industres etc. Even a guesthouse! All this is possible thanks to foreign donations and Vimala association

  • Day8

    First Outing

    August 3, 2015 in India

    First weekend, and man were we excited about it!!
    What was the craze about Mysore, the cleanest city, all about? We were about to find out. So, we managed to pinpoint on three locations to start our footprints : Mysore Palace, Chamundi Hills and Karanji Lake!
    Stop One was the busiest attraction.
    The rich cultural heritage of Mysore unfolded before us via a tour of the palace. The place was teeming with tourists. We learnt more about the King Wadeyar and his family.
    The people of Mysore are one of the friendliest I have ever seen.
    We boarded a bus from the city bus stand and took the winded road up to Chamundi Hills and had one of the best views of the entire city sprawled out beneath us. Verily, the journey is worth more than the destination.
    Chamundi Hills houses the temple of Goddesses Chamundeshwari, the patron deity of Karnataka. The temple, a shining example of South Indian architecture is a full house of tourists, worshippers, devotees and hawkers alike. It was an infantry of people.
    Crossing Chamundi off our lists, we made our way to Karanji Lake. Karanji boasts of a hundred acre garden, an impressive aviary and the namesake, a lake. That really caught my attention was the display of birds at the huge aviary. It was a perfect blend of a million hues of the birds and the wild greenery. Peacocks, cuckoos, Macaus and innumerable others I have no idea of the names of.
    The perfect ending to this day came when we made the climb up a 100 foot watchtower and watched the serene sunset over the sprawling sparkling lake. A thousand words cannot describe that single picture.
    Mere words are all I had.
    This wasn't just worth a week's wait, it was a precursor for the weeks to come.
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  • Day87

    Ashtamir Dhaak

    October 21, 2015 in India

    A hundred miles away from home. A thousand leagues away from the hustle bustle of my city. I cannot describe the immense pleasure and gratitude I felt at being able to sway to the beats of the dhaak once again.
    Undoubtedly, I was morose at being away from one of the biggest celebrations in the world. Durga Puja at Kolkata. So imagine my joy at finding a committee which organises this in Mysore.
    In true traveller fashion, we had scoped out the place a day before for timings. :P
    Wednesday morning dawned bright n clear. The ice bucket challenge of bathing literally made my knees weak. When we reached Gokulam (in 5 mins, courtesy of UBER :D ) we wasted no time in queuing up for morning anjali, an offering to the Goddess. With flowers and the beat of the dhaak and the Sanskrit chanting of the purohit, made for a welcome change from local language that I was getting used to.
    We spent time sniggering at holy Sanskrit words and then feeling mortified. Anjali was followed by a series of selfies with fellows Bengalis. Before the hour was up, it was time to rush back to our workplace.
    One hour, one million memories, touched one lonely homesick heart! :)
    Looking forward to Dusshera! ;)
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  • Day89

    Dusshera Night Out

    October 23, 2015 in India

    Dusshera. Dashami. Departure of the Goddess.
    The spectacle unfolded before us in Mysore on terms grander than I expected. The roads were chok-a-block with people.
    Dusshera in Mysore involves a grand exhibition where a procession of elephants is led throughout the streets upto the gates of the Mysore Palace. The 275 year old palace is alit with lights and gets a new life of its own.
    80 to 8 year olds all pour out on the streets for a glimpse of the fever that grips the city.
    Street food to restaurants, vendors to shops, roadside golgappas to coorg spices special, everything gets a makeover during this period! And people revel in this madness.
    Hence, we made a plan to spend a night out in this madness to catch the experience first hand. Well, less of a plan, more of an impulse.
    We had no rooms booked, nothing as a backup. The evening passed in a haze of madness, crowds, revelry and culinary satisfactions.
    Started the evening with a dandiya night wherein all our inner MJs and Pandit Birju Maharaj awoke and made us sway to the beats in ways unknown to us before.
    And then we definitely made hikers all over the globe proud from the sheer amount we walked that night. There was an exhibition ongoing but we decided to skip that for lack of time. Exploring each and every crowded side street, each and every food stall vendor, pushing and get pushed, we made our way from one part of the city to the other.
    Tired and exhausted by midnight, when we found ourselves in front of the Mysore mall, we had no guilty feelings in rushing in and relieving ourselves. In all senses of the word. Refreshed, but unable to walk further, we decided to catch a late night show of any movie running. For a better part of 3 hours we spent in the mall and then left it for the city's nightlife. The crowds had thinned by now, so we made our way through the empty streets to the suburban bus stand, the only place with a 24 hour hustle bustle and made ourselves feel at home in the cold with large cups of cappacinos! Cold thawed and unwilling to sit silently, we played and thoroughly enjoyed a game of dumb charades impromptu. Shared our acts with a eagerly gathered crowd who left no 'guesses' unturned to help us with our games. Time flew without us even realising it.
    When the sky finally grew lighter, and the early birds made their way out of their nests, we made our way back to our campus. The whispers on the returning bus finally subsided and I turned back to see everyone asleep with a tired but happy smile on their faces.
    A perfect night out. A perfect lot of people to spend it with. A perfect place to spend it in.
    #MysoreDiaries
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  • Day108

    Light 'em up, up, up!

    November 11, 2015 in India

    Our ancestors lit up their homes with candles with the belief that it drove demons away. Once in a year, the people of this country come together to light up the night sky and dominate the darkness. Oppress it through the lights and sounds that rip through the air all night.
    Diwali. A single word that lights up our soul and exorcise the demons in our heart. When people of all cultures light a simple diya to signify unity against evil.
    These days it comes down to crackers. The more you burst, the more your heart swells. Sometimes by abandoning caution. Naught for nothing do I firmly believe in "Date a patakha, don't burst one."
    Diwali in Mysore started for me in d evening, symbolically. The streets were filled with people making merry without a worry in their hearts. Thanks to the last say of two girls in our group, we decided on celebrating outside a Gurudwara.
    After tying the traditional on our heads, we sat through the. The small community of Sikhs impressed and warmed our hearts with their kindness, friendliness and merriment. We were then led to the dining hall where we gorged on bread, mouth watering chole masala, sweet n spicy halwa and innumerable sweets - jalebis to sandesh, barfis to rasgullas, each mouthful making our evening all the sweeter.
    The fun started afterwards when we brought out the huge stacks of crackers! Colours and hues and sounds took on a new meaning after that. Each deafening sound was followed by shouts and chorus of their native language which I joined in without abandon with whatever words I could cook up! And when the bhangra started, hands and feet flew fast and in any direction. The people welcomed me in their dance as one of their own. Someone went shouting past me and went straight into the drain!! Some slipped n fell and brought a bunch of others down with him! Madness redefined! Colourful Phuljhadis and chakris, tubris and rockets, chocolate bombs to TNT! Ah! Everyone fulfilled their secret wishes of destruction!!
    As the night grew older, we reluctantly made our way back to our homes and killed time chatting and laughing.
    Finally, when the night was at it's darkest, and the chatters had finally died, a girl brought out a diya and lit it up. Simple, elegant and proudly the oil dipped wick burned defiantly against the darkness. And the single blue flame warmed the hearts nearby and gave us hope... :)
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  • Day124

    Meanwhile at Infosys

    November 27, 2015 in India

    Meanwhile at Infosys, routine life continued. Begins at 7am in my wonderful room. A quick shower and a 4km hike later, we reach classes at GEC2. A whole day of frustrations interspersed with visits to Gazebo and lunch at Magna food court ended usually late evenings. Followed by time at RC, dinner at Maitri or FC. Late night outs with friends with singing and joking summed up an entire weekday. Weekends were where the fun was. Visiting DDR road, Mall of Mysore, Water Tank Vijayawada, Momo Plaza, etc. I can't just keep on listing names here. Honestly is this a memoir or just a list of place I visited! Anyway enjoy the bits and pieces from my stay at Mysuru.Read more

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