Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Yallah Dubai, Shukran for being so awesome!

The vacation planner in me, I think is this magical minion who never rests/never sleeps/constantly plans a vacation when already on vacation. So, Dubai was agreed on one of those holidays. We said we'd go, for our anniversary - but the husband played safe jetting off to Europe for work leaving me alone with my chocolate cake for one, on the day, so the plan was postponed but extended and timed well around my birthday. 

Airport waiting times 



Weather
If you were to look online or speak to an agent, November to March seems ideal to visit, but friends and family who've been there during this period have told me it gets insanely crowded. On the contrary, the first week of March, I'm told is a bit warm (I should be prepared to come back a bit like a well baked cookie), but less touristy. When we landed there on the 4th March, it was pleasantly cooler than Bangalore - it even rained on the first 2 days, though Dubai rain is more like a two minute shower which dries up instantly. It does get a bit chilly sometimes if you're outdoors at night, so a thin shrug helped. But basically, I didn't regret heading out there when I did. There were lesser crowds everywhere - At Ferrari, at the Desert Safari, at Bollywood Parks. 


What you must pack

  • Light clothing - its dry and hot, you don't want thick fabric sticking to your body
  • A comfortable pair of footwear - there's a ton of walking in most of the attractions, given that Real estate is really no constraint in Dubai
  • If you're a lady and intend to visit the mosque - Remember to pack a full sleeved top, long trousers/jeans and a Stole/scarf for the occasion! :| 
  • Universal Adapter - Dubai uses the plug points that the UK uses - 3 pin in a triangle formation
  • Sunscreen - You'll need enough of it! 
  • A good pair of Glares to get you through the blazing sun, especially at the desert - for which you also need loose and comfortable clothing to prance around on the sands. 
  • A thin wrap on like a shrug or a wind cheater

Bookings
We booked most of our sightseeing pieces of the trip via a tour operator - I've learnt with a bit of research and experience that for places like Dubai, Singapore, Mauritius, etc., its better to do the main touristy things via an agent, because they get the tickets for cheaper (a theory I confirmed at Bollywood Parks where my ticket was AED50 cheaper than the ones they sell online) and they take care of the painful logistics planning of to & fro travel from hotel to the attraction. So, we did what we've done before - Planned about 4 days of tours via the agent and spent the rest of the time ticking off stuff from our list independently. We stayed at this hotel called City Seasons Tower which, as with all the Dubai buildings was a twisted structure of glass and metal, but its greatest merit was its location in Bur Dubai, proximity to Burjuman mall, the Burjuman metro station which is a large interchange station and a whole bunch of eating options literally a stone's throw away. 
We booked the flights ourselves (rather than rely on agents) - via Emirates because I managed to use some points and because I love the airline. Bengaluru-Dubai, there are more flight options than Bengaluru-Delhi, I think and we found it easier to book a combination we were more comfortable with. 
You need an OK-to-Board if you're traveling from India and your passport says Emigration Check Required. Mine didn't, so yay, one less task to do. But if yours does, then with Emirates its free and there's an easy form to fill in on their website to get done. 



Clearing the western coastline of India
Well, Hello Desert!


The History of Dubai
Now, this is a section I generally skip myself. So I'll try to be extremely succinct but tell you what the guides told me and since it was so many of them saying the same story, I'm going to believe it without Wiki-ing it to confirm. Dubai was a barren dry land in the olden times, where people relied on fishing for survival. During this era, people led modest lives up until the point that they caught an oyster while fishing. On opening the oyster, they discovered the shiny pearl which they then exported to other countries which worked very well for them, because there was a market for pearls which fetched them a lot more than mere fishing could. Slowly, countries like Japan started developing artificial pearls which is when this business went bust. And then as luck would have it, oil was discovered in 1966. India remembers 1947 because that's when they got independence, Dubai perhaps remembers 1966 as a hallmark year of sorts themselves. After this and the formation of the United Arab Emirates with Abu Dhabi, Sharjah, Ras-al-Khaimah, Fujairah, Ajman and Umm al-Qwain coming together in 1971, there was no looking back. 
Slowly Dubai transformed from this purely oil-rich powerhouse to this trading and tourism machine thanks to its position as a port in the middle of the world and its no tax policy, all of which the nation largely owes to its ambitious and very populist leader Sheikh Rashid al-Maktoum, . Today, it grows and expands and mind numbing pace, further preparing itself for the World Expo 2020 who's bid it won over several competing nations and continue to build more imaarats (I keep telling myself that is where Emirates comes from). While they reserve citizenship and several land-owning right for their own emiratis, the demographic remains mixed - ~20% of the population is local, with Indians, Pakistanis and Filipinos making up bulk (almost all!) of the rest. For an Indian, several parts feel like walking through the streets of Mumbai with no worries about food or language. 
While I managed to see three emirates (Dubai, Abu Dhabi and Sharjah) though Sharjah was a fleeting trip because we spent all of our time at a relative's house, it might be worth trying to see what each of the seveen emirates has on offer as well. 

Places to see and my few cents and one too many photos

Marina Cruise
Dubai boasts of several man-made creeks and canals in addition to all the other splendor it has created for itself - smartly carved out from the waters of the ocean nearby, like the Persian gulf in the case of the Dubai Marina which in addition is a rich one lined ever so well with high-rise buildings, hotels, the  plush Jumeirah Beach Residences, restaurants and cafes on the banks. Imagine traversing this on a vintage Arabic boat, which also perhaps under a lot of peer pressure is fully lit up on the outside and resembles a floating lamp from afar. Our agent booked us on the Marina cruise and not the Dhow cruise which I've come to understand from reviews is not too great. We were picked up from the hotel at about 7 pm and as is with all group tours, picking up everyone and making it to the point of entry took an hour and a half. Being our first day in Dubai, the drive around town and marveling at the Burj Khalifa made the ordeal less painful. We entered the boat, to be told that the top deck is full and we could probably finish dinner downstairs and head up for the performances and some view later. In terms of quality of food and interiors this cruise was not anything to write home about. However, when we headed upstairs later and stayed there as I amazed myself at the opulence of the lit up buildings, that's what made the cruise worth it. The boat heads quite deep into the bay, at a point giving you a fantastic view of the gate of the Atlantis hotel from a distance. We also crossed the point where diners are hoisted up on a suspended platform and have a meal while of coursing going live and selfie-ing it out to the universe. 

Tip: Nice to do if you have time and if its not costing you an arm/leg to let it be in the package. But if you're planning it yourself, probably give it a skip. 
The traditional Dhow against the backdrop of the ultra modern Dubai Marina



Big City Lights


Dubai Museum

The Dubai Museum is at max a one-hour pit stop in the middle of the Al Fahidi Fort at Bur Dubai. The fort is small in comparison to the other ones I have seen in India, but the real juice is in the basement where there is a little re-creation of life in the olden times, the real feel of walking through a market street with shops on either side and papier-mache made jewellery, furniture and even people. There's a movie on the history on Dubai airing if you're lucky to catch it or need a bench to catch a break! Otherwise the part you see at the entrance has a few photo ops with the cannon and the large boat outside, but you need to definitely head downstairs for what's actually worthwhile. It is also here I started noticing how all the buildings are the same sand colored and my guide insisted it was because there are sandstorms and this is the one color which doesn't get dirty. 

Tip: Aim to spend an hour or less at the museum and if you're on your independently planned trip, avoid the mornings from 10-12 because this is when the tours come in and Dubai museum is the first stop on the city tour for every tour. 
Al Fahidi Fort
Papier Mache Old world People 

Can I take you home, you cute little thing!


The big ship outside the Dubai Museum





























Jumeirah Beach
It wasn't exactly on my list because I mentally associate Dubai with a lot of heat and roasting myself on a beach wasn't a pretty picture. But, we made a stop at Jumeirah beach during the city tour and besides driving through the palm to get there, the fact that it has very clean waters and is plum next to the Burj Al Arab made this quite worthwhile. Its perhaps the closest I got to the Burj on this trip (I save my kidneys for the iPhone so they weren't available for the $2,000 per night rooms). Very hot at the time we reached, so wasn't able to really make the most of it and thanks to so much else to see in Dubai, we didn't get the chance to return, but hearsay from relatives and friends about another beach called Kite Beach was ever intriguing only to discover it is the on the same strip as Jumeirah beach and is something we should've tried to make time to see since Kite has water sports and more to do. For you beach bums, Dubai has you covered at these two public beaches.
Some day, I'm going to be on the other side of this photo! Some day.. #lifegoals

Jumeirah Beach and the Burj al Arab




Dubai Mall
Call this a shopping city. I know a friend who has combed the mall during his visit to Dubai during the shopping festival and saw quite a chunk of it, but for mere mortals, its unlikely you'll see all of it in one visit. It is an ideal destination if you want to shop, because it has almost every brand on display and suits most wallets, but even if shopping is not what you're looking for, Dubai mall is un-missable for everything else it has to offer. It has a huge area dedicated to Underwater - There's an aquarium with a large collection of marine life including some corals to keep the fishes occupied if the photobombing people's selfies gets boring. There's an educative tour of how they keep this place going, what they feed these fish and small boat rides to take, diving activities - Yup, inside a mall! 
There's a skating rink and also a waterfall inside which goes across the three floors in case you need another break from the shopping. Oh, there's also a ton of food places (but, of course - come, give us your dirhams). The Cheesecake Factory was successfully ticked off as we whiled away time before we were to get in line for our Burj Khalifa entry which was at 6:30 pm. 
Curious case of Vivek Bhatia
Spooky thing, kept worrying me what if the glass shattered..


Underwater world at the Dubai mall - the lower level with a glass bottom platform

This amazing, amazing waterfall indoors - never have I seen one INSIDE a mall




















A skating rink inside Dubai Mall

Burj Khalifa
This tower inspired by the structure of the spider lily happens to be the tallest tower in the world and was constructed in just a span of 5 years (In contrast, phase 1 of Bangalore metro for a 5 km stretch took 9 years to build). It consists of residences, nine hotels, observation decks and an artificial lake (yup, again, Dubai!). It sits right next to the Dubai mall and the entry for the observatory is only from the Lower Ground floor of the mall. There are two types of tickets to the observatory one which gets you access to the 124th and 125th floor while another which gets you right up to the 148th floor. We took the 148th floor entry and tried to go at a time where we saw a bit of sunset and also the city lights (this happens to be Prime hours which you need to pre-book and pay a bit more for, but I think its worth it). 6:30 pm entry means, you report to the desk by 6 pm, where to our luck it was a fish market - the 5:30 pm guys were still in line, the 6 pm guys were scrambling to enter but were being sent right behind. After much ado and some dates and Irani Chai in a side room when people threatened to create a scene, we were escorted to the elevator that would take us to 124th from where we'd take another one up to the 148th. It takes just about a minute to take us from 0 to 124, while all you feel is at some point your ears pop, but remain occupied by the short one minute video projecting on the lift doors. 124th to 148th is a few seconds and after a macaron and chocolate at entry, voila, we're finally on top of the world - well, almost. The indoor section of 148th was horribly crowded when we entered and it was quite a scramble to find a photo op spot. After giving up and wandering a bit, we found the outdoor section which was a breath of fresh air, literally! It was amazing to watch the lights come up (the sunset was missed while we were in queue at entry!) and see Dubai turn into a string of lights - the silence was palpable. Everyone clicking also seemed plainly amazed and stuck to their own clicking not spoiling anything for the others. 


The view makes those giraffe sized buildings look like they were made of Lego

As it glitters away into the night

Splurging on the marketing stunt of Photoshopped pictures at the exit! #beingverytouristy

Notice all the traffic lighting up the Expressway


Desert Safari
How can one come to Dubai and not visit a desert! This is one tour which is on every itinerary and plan and the only thing that changes is the quality of the desert camp that you do and the level of awesomeness of the Land Cruiser driver that you get. Let me explain. So, you're picked up from your hotel in this beast of a vehicle - the Toyota Land Cruiser and taken to what seems like the outskirts of the actual outskirts of Dubai (if I remember right, a place called Hatta), where the dunes are and where all the desert camps are located (there are over 20). As you near the dunes, the Cruiser's tyres are deflated, so the vehicle can go absolutely nuts on the little mounds of sand. We had the rockstar Faizal (from Royal Arabian Tours) to our luck who didn't hesitate making the craziest of turns on the dunes while we rattled ourselves inside. A little inside the area, a bit of a photo op spending time watching the sunset, playing on the sand, tourists negotiating with some folks who offer photos with the very well famed and trained falcons - All this as the tyres are inflated again and we're off to the camp. At the camp, you can ride camels or quad bikes, to your liking; watch some belly dancing; get some shisha and get a taste of some desert living as you cozy up on the sands and tuck into some kebabs. The food isn't the greatest here, I've been told by many others who've visited and I attest myself as well - Though the husband loved the meat. Unless you're at a much better camp, then definitely indulge! 


Cheap purchases to instagram, while the tyres are being deflated

The Cruisers congregating to have their tyres back inflated

A bit too kicked with my first time in a desert

Tourists Negotiating  for a photo with the Falcons

Loving the sandy ripples..


Camel ride at the Desert Camp..



Quad biking - Can get boring for the whole hour though!

Belly Dancing - And no, she was not authentic Arabic - Definitely seemed Russian :P



Bollywood Parks
Part of Dubai Parks & Resorts which opened last year, Bollywood parks is a must do for any fan. Replete with some fun themed 4D Simulated rides like the Krrish (which I did twice), Ra.one (which was better than the silly movie atleast), Lagaan (pure nostalgia) and a lot of live road shows and performances around the streets in the park. The popular Jaan-e-Jigar show was not showing on the day we were there (Luck :|) but I've heard its definitely worth seeing. What I'd recommend one should do - is buy combined park tickets, so go see Motion Gate and/or LegoLand which are next door and then hop over to Bollywood Parks. It doesn’t have too many rides, so there aren't going to be crazy queues and it’s the one which shuts later than the others. Motion Gate has a lot more rides and more things to do for adults, while if you have kids the water park at Legoland should be on your list. This is the wisdom which kicks in when you have all the time on the bench near Rangmanch (the uber beautiful Taj Mahal like structure with a nice fountain at the steps) to dig into the Bhel puri from a food cart! 


Sun shining, sunscreen forgotten, Lets do this!

Because the heart is always with Bollywood..

The RajMahal theatre-- As luck would have it, the best show was off the day we visited..


Gabbar's Ramgarh beckons..

Dances on a train - Very Chhaiya Chhaiya kinds..

The Dabangg stunt show


Bollywood Medley dances
More dances..You get the drift, there were a LOT of dances..


Then there were rides..This one especially awesome, worth doing twice!


RajMahal gets even more beautiful after sunset..

The only part of the park with the fun rides..



Sheikh Zayed mosque (Abu Dhabi)
Named after the late President of the UAE, this mosque is an architectural marvel. Though largely inspired from the Taj Mahal, being more recent & modern, its embellishments are indulgent, rich and extremely well-maintained. Its one of the largest structures ever built using marble mosaic, it houses the world's largest carpet (From Iran), has seven extremely large chandeliers from Swarovski, mother of pearl and gold inlay work in some columns - basically worth visiting from an appreciate-the-art point of view if you're not looking at it for religious reasons.
For women, though it’s a nightmare to prep what they would wear because there is a strict dress code. And strict, means a lot more than just cover yourself up. It means cover your head, wear full sleeves, no see-through material and no skin or hair should show basically. Thanks for letting me keep my eyes open, by the way. I was infuriated with the rules but didn’t want to miss seeing the mosque, though a couple of my tour folk were stopped at the entrance for improper dress code. 
Prepping to have my look of the day examined by strangers who refuse to let me in otherwise

Pristine, symmetric and beautiful inlay work even on the floors..


Marble inlay work - Very TajMahal-esque

This super popular Swarovski crystal chandlier 

Has this chandelier to keep it company.. All my life's savings & spends total less than one chandelier..

Gold embellished pillars the perfect couple selfie! :D 





Ferrari World (Abu Dhabi)
Unmissable if you like rides, but if you're expecting something on the lines of Universal Studios or Disneyland, this is far from it. Its firstly very far from Dubai and if you book with a tour which will take you to Abu Dhabi mosque and this, you don't really get too much time. Which in retrospect is OK, because the highlights are covered in a jiffy. The main attraction is the Formula Rossa which is this red beast of a ride which lasts about 77 seconds but is a whirlwind with ups and downs and mental turns which justifies why they made me take off my earrings also before I got on. The second one worth doing is the Flying Aces which is popular for having the "world's tallest non-inverting loop". Yup, a bit much for us since we saw the ride from outside while driving into the car-shaped complex of Ferrari world. Besides that, there's some smaller and extremely harmless rides for kids, there's an excellent stunt show, of course a very fancy gift store and a few dining options. If your ticket includes a meal, you get of course limited options and nothing fancy, but if not, there's a few restaurants to try - Mamma Rosella (Italian - Pastas & Pizzas), Il Podio (International cuisine), Expresso Rosso (The café), Officers Food Quarters (Fast food), etc.



The mind numbing ride, the Formula Rossa




A tyre change session - stereotypical Italian fellas nailing the accent and everything..

The stunt show..


The stuntsmen and women..I could really take that red beast home..

Too Late to register, missing out on Karting 


Ibn Batuta Mall
This beauty of a mall with a metro station of its own to enter. This is the trend apparently in Dubai, that the builders of these malls/attractions pay to name the station after the place so that there's more visibility and easy recognition. Worked for us, we took the red line from Burjuman towards Jebel Ali and got off at Ibn Batuta Mall. The charge is about 6 AED (8 AED if you buy a red card afresh) per person for 2 zones, which is what we had to cross to get there. The view of the Ibn Batuta gate as you enter is breathtaking, because it gives you less of a commercial feel than what actually lies within. The insides too though, are beautifully designed as well, as they're arranged into pavilions of the regions Ibn Batuta covered during his very popular travels in the 1300s. There's six pavilions in all - Egypt, India, China, Andalusia, Persia, Tunisia. There's a common food court at the mall though the India and China pavilions are popular by themselves with enough options to confuse you if you're tired of shopping and need to grab a bite. There is a centerpiece attraction of every pavilion which particularly in the case of China, India and Persia is truly marvelous. There are huge chandeliers, beautiful ceiling mosaic work, large motifs - the India pavilion has an Elephant and the China one has a huge wooden boat. We didn't spend too much time shopping, more than that we tried to cover as many pavilions as we could in the limited hours we had before we had to get to Bollywood Parks. 


Even the Metro ride has this beautiful view..

How beautiful is this - This is what greets you as you enter!

The beautiful chandeliers
It is a lamp lovers' delight, this mall!
That's a Starbucks all dressed up!


The Indian pavilion

The China pavilion - How on earth does a giant boat fit inside a mall

A wooden Ibn Batuta..


Mall of Emirates

So, this wasn't initially on my list at least until my Manager from work told me about an indoor ski park with hills and what not. So, basically having saved a day for shopping on the last day of our stay in Dubai, we made ourselves to the Mall of Emirates from Burjuman station again on the metro. As is with everything in Dubai, the place is huge and its pretty unbelievable how they've set up hills and a ski resort inside this very mall! We roamed a couple (well of course, more than a couple) of stores and did all the shopping we had in mind. We weren't really prepared to ski (given that we'd need lessons and we didn't have enough time), but we wanted to see what was going on - so we did the next best thing. Find a place which has a view of the park. The Cheesecake Factory to the rescue (picking this place was honestly killing two birds with a single stone). To our luck, we got a table with a view of downhill from one of the slopes and also the kiddy slope where people were zorbing around as well. In the desert, in a mall, you've created a ski park and a five-star hotel also offers rooms with a view and if you can't spend enough for the luxury, you can buy a ticket if you want to spend the night camping in the park. Take a bow, Dubai!
Yup, inside a mall

A meal with a view.. Even though we didn't get to actually ski..



Global Village
This is Dubai's massive yearly shopping, dining, entertainment fair - As if all those glitzy malls weren't enough, they set this up. So it’s a huge version of a popup mela which runs from November-April generally and has country pavilions where there is merchandise, food and entertainment from that region. This year's edition which we visited had about 30 pavilions representing 75 countries and its absolutely impossible to see them all in a single visit, if you're not on skates and playing your own version of Amazing Race. We wanted to catch some shows which were recommended by my life-saving cousin - 'Speed', the motor stunt show - short (maybe 20 mins in all) but absolutely worth it. The plotline starts with a news reporter covering a live event that is taken over by a group of thieves who are attempting to rob the town museum. Then police show up and an action scene ensues before the criminals are caught. Then, there's the 'Pasha Dance Theater Show' which is absolutely awesome - like a musical, with a storyline and Russian dancers who are so in sync its almost distracting for a bit, because you're trying to spot if anyone slipped up. In the middle of checking these shows out, we found time to wander and covered Iran, Jordan, China, Thailand, Far-East, Spain, Turkey, Russia, Egypt, Americas, India and Pakistan. I managed to snag a gold-plated silver chain which had my name made with a metal wire. Yeah, useless purchases aplenty sometimes. The food options are immense - the street food area is amazing with a whole set of options from various countries for street food. There are more restaurants with seating as well in specific pavilions. I'd reckon it would be horribly hot to visit just at opening which is in the late noon, but if you plan to stay on late, carry covers because I felt a bit of a chill at 10 pm also, since it is outdoors and very expansive. There are special Dubai transport buses for the event, so staying on late is no issue even if you miss your tour operator cab back. And if you want to be more flexible, call an Uber in this oil-is-cheaper-than-water country. 
A panoramic view of the village - Pavilions on either side and some amusement in the center of the village..

 



Pasha show starts..


The most in sync live dance I've ever seen..

The stunt show..

Far-East pavilion

When the exit is this beautiful, you would reconsider your decision to leave.. 



Miracle Garden
A more recent opening this - has a park basically dedicated to different formations and objects made of flowers. They have an Emirates A-380 decked with flowers, of course have a Burj Khalifa with flowers, a fountain too many, etc. If you're fond of walking around in flowery parks, this is the place for you. Makes for some beautiful photo op moments, but gets repetitive for someone like me. There aren't too many varieties of flowers, just more decoration done with the same kinds. So I was a bit bored, but go nuts if greenery and flowers is what makes you smile! 






 

There it is - the flower decked Emirates 380


I was bored enough to be praying this balloon actually works and can take me somewhere..




Deira Souk
If you've seen those photos on the internet or on whatsapp of the world's largest Gold ring or the world's largest Golden dress, here's where you're going to find it. Located in Deira, this souq or market houses a separate market for everything - Gold, spices, clothes, blankets, lights, electronics - You name it, you'll find it in Deira Souk. The gold souk which looks like a wholesale market for something as precious as gold, immediately brought concerns about the authenticity - but I've been told that the Government is very strict about the quality of gold and if someone's caught selling inferior gold, their licenses are withdrawn and they're banned for several years. So, there's enough of a deterrent to sell genuine jewelry. The work is also extremely neat and very fashionable based on whatever you're looking for - Arabic designs, Western, Minimalist, Indian - They have it all. 

We also visited the Spice souk which is a treat for the senses - the mounds of Lavender, saffron; the carefully stacked transparent pallets of almonds and pistachios. Even if there's not much you buy, this is a must visit place if you like wandering in markets to see local fare. If you do choose to buy, I can safely say this is the cheapest I've ever snapped up small boxes of absolutely excellent and pure Iranian and Spanish saffron, some camel milk chocolate which look like small pebbles but taste weirdly good, the cheapest but nicest almonds I've ever seen and the nicest mixed tea concoction I've ever bought. For a coffee addict, that's saying something. 

Besides the Gold Souq & the Spice Souq, there's a souq for appliances, clothes, blankets, lighting, etc., all self contained in sections of Deira. 

Well said, Dubai and a claim you can live up to!


Anyone seen any Gold?

The world's largest Gold necklace..Me reckons a bit more, it could be a dress..




 


The loveliest smells.. 




The streets of Deira



Meena Bazaar
Head here if you're looking for imitation Louis Vuitton or Michael Kors bags, apparel or gold. It basically is an Indian market replicated so amazingly in Dubai, you might feel as if you're on Commercial street in Bangalore. We went there to my cousin's family jeweler to buy some gold - I ended up finding a very pretty rose gold chain (Apple should get some royalty for making rose gold so brazenly in vogue for everything, thanks to their iPhones). 

Food 
Dubai is a food lovers' paradise - even a vegetarian food lovers' paradise. There are options to suit every pocket and ever palate, everywhere. Be it at a mall's food court, be it at a street full of restaurants, be it at the sightseeing places - you'll never run out of options. The mister had his share of delicious shawarmas, while I tucked into icecreams galore. My picks are The Cheesecake Factory (which isn't in India yet, so is a very big deal for me and I chomped on their Godiva cheesecakes for lunch, twice!), Pappa Roti (Thanks to the Mister's cousins for the visit), which one should try for the fancy bun, which is crisp-ish on the outside but melt in mouth soft inside served with toppings like Nutella and chocolate sauce, some street food at Meena Bazaar, Shawarma Rolls and Falafels at almost anywhere. 
Be prepared to shell out precious dirhams for water! And otherwise spend AED30-40 per couple for a decent meal at a quick service restaurant or AED100 for two at a mall. 


Judge me but #bucketlist stuff getting ticked off

Pappa Roti with Chocolate sauce topping - I suggest play safe, pick Nutella..



Shopping
Its not funny how many malls this place has - But, do visit Dubai mall for its sheer size and all the attractions I listed above; Mall of Emirates for the Ski park and Ibn Batuta for its amazing indoor decor. Besides that, the popular mid-level brands like H&M, Zara, Aeropostale, Forever 21, etc., are there in almost every mall everywhere. If you want to splurge of course, hit the higher floors of Dubai Mall/Mall of Emirates. We didn't go to Marina mall which is another popular feature on many lists because as the husband has lucked out, I am not a shopaholic. 
Besides this, there's enough you'll find in terms of cheaper than usual but good to gift souvenirs at Bollywood or at Day-to-Day which are all over the city. 
You'll find clothes, stoles, shoes, phone covers, basically everything at eye-popping prices at Deira Souk (because it is that awesome - For instance, you'll get a lovely soft stole for 10 AED at Deira, which will be 50 AED at a popup stall in a small mall and be ready to shell 100AED in a bigger mall.)
Prepare to pay through your nose if you like to collect those professional photos at observatories or at monuments and if you insist on buying fridge magnets/keychains from the gift store at the exits of these places. Basically, at the official gift stores, its all loot.





Besides this all, we also made fleeting trips to Box Parks, Dubai Canal and City Walk, thanks to my Mommy cousin in Dubai. The list is endless though - Dubai has more than enough to keep you occupied for atleast a week or more more, easily and you still might run out of time to see everything peacefully. Totally worth the time and the effort and I can't wait to make a plan to go back in a few years to do what I missed - The Atlantis, the other parks at Dubai Parks and Resorts, see the newest Tallest building in the world which is under construction, see Jumeirah Beach Residences, spend some time at the beach, find a way to book a nice meal at the Burj Al Arab, book a limousine ride and maybe a helicopter ride as well. The list goes on - but the good news is there's enough to go back for! 




Chocolate Fondue nights at Box Parks

Box Parks Dubai - An entire street of eateries all in the shape of container boxes

Dubai Canal



City Walk Dubai
City Walk Dubai

Adios, Dubai..I can't wait to be back! 




Friday, April 21, 2017

Is it a Hotel? Is it a mall? No, its a Hospital!

Recently, I had the slight misfortune of stepping into a hospital for some tests for the Mister. While hospitals in general continue to freak me out reminding me ever so vividly of my month long stint when I was 12 and subsequent visits which have in general been more than worrisome, this time round there were more thoughts than I had expected. How absolutely bizarrely commercial have hospitals become!

Manipal Hospital is among the top hospitals in the city and agreed that it is run by a large Business group but they have taken high-tech and modern a slight notch higher. To start with, at the entrance, there are categories of parking – including a valet parking service. If you find that ludicrous and decide to self park, you find yourself driving towards the parking boom barrier, a self-parking ticket issuing kiosk and fancy rates of course. I did this exact same thing yesterday at the neighborhood mall and found it very bizarre. Gone are the days of that creepy but ever smiling watchman who always managed to find you a spot to park. Once the biggest bane of city life has been taken care of, you step out only to be greeted by a buggy-to take you till the main. Reminiscent of large resorts with such amenities? While it is great for patients, but people make/cut lines for this and it’s a horrible experience to have to jostle for a seat if you were tempted to take the buggy. 

Once you reach, you follow a bunch of smart direction displays and reach in this case the lab, where you need to get the tests done. If you haven’t already registered, you will be asked to pay a deposit and get a smart card to use at the hospital. It feels so much like a loyalty card! We having been here before had a card each to flash, thankfully (!). The scribbly doctor prescription is read and typed into the keyboard by a lady in a wisp saree neatly pinned almost hospitality manager kinds, in the colors of the logo of the hospital. Everyone looks the same, by the way – Same clothes, same hairdo, same half-hearted smile. She continues typing without raising her head. Her screen is replicated on a fancy tablet that you can see on the other side. I was almost tempted to ask for a corner seat because it reminded me of buying movie tickets at the theatre! Once the bill is created, you are sent to the cash counter where you flash your smart card and the other magical card from your wallet which lets you buy stuff instead of cash. Then, you finally saunter down to the sample collection room where expectedly, on a Saturday afternoon as is with any mall or restaurant, there is a huge line of waiting aspirants. You greet the smiling lady at the entrance, give her the bill and then are told that it will be 10-15 minutes to wait. You then scramble around for a place to sit. She calls out name after name and you watch with hopeful eyes and attentive ears for your turn. Several minutes later, you are asked to enter since your “table is ready”. 

After your tests, you walk out and enquire about the reports – And surprise, surprise. They say you can see them online by going to a url printed on fancy posters with instructions on how. You smile, but walk out, to find the buggy to take you back to the Parking. As I reached the payment counter and handed my parking ticket for them to scan and tell me my extravagant Rs. 50 charge for 2 hours of parking, I drove out feeling more confused than ever.

Maybe, I'm ageing but there is no reassurance and concern in the receptionists' eyes anymore. The pathologist doesn't smile and say that this prick will only be a second and it won't hurt. The watchmen and guards are very law-abiding but less personal. Soon, there will be shopping complexes with smart checkout counters and pop-up shopping stalls in the receptions. But no one will recognize us for a next visit. We’re very well served, maybe even healed but we will we soon be served by robots. Will the hospital become more of hospitality than healing?! 

Monday, December 26, 2016

The Time Traveler's Father..




I recently read The Time Traveler's Wife and its one of those books that comes along every few years, where the story stays with you long after you've turned the back cover and put it away. How exciting - How absolutely bloody exhilarating to imagine if it were true. If one could keep going back in time to re-live memories, to re-look at what happened, to be happy again, be joyful again - I couldn't stop wondering, what if I could go back to the happiest time of my life. What if!? I asked Vivek too, what he would do if he could time travel, he gave me the silliest answer but then asked me back and without a blink, I knew if I could, I'd go back to any point in the first twelve years of my life. I'd go back to the time my dad was still around, flesh and blood, carrying me around as a baby, singing me lullabies to sleep; taking me to his board-meetings and letting me sit in the corner if I promised to keep quiet and play with my coloring book; coming late to pick me up from school every day but melting on the one day I cried and said I can't wait like this every day; my first fracture and waking up with a hardened chiclet in my mouth but sleeping safely in his arms (I still remember the dried tear on his face that day); how I slept on his arm every day, even when it was swollen and his worry was not the pain but how it would hurt my head. Its endless - the memories, the moments. What seem like little milestones and little underlines and highlights in the book of life today, were back then as trivial and as natural as can be. I wish I could go back to any time in that part of my life and I wish I could hold you once again.

But even if I can't, there's so much I want to tell you, Papa.

I'm so much like you today. If you were around, I'm sure you'd beam with the pride because even if I'm not perfect, I'm quite a perfect reflection of yourself. It is not rare for people to classify my skin type as wheatish, sometimes even dark, but they have no idea I wear this shade with pride, for this was exactly how you were. I never got Mumma's white Sindhi color and you'll agree she always looked like the better one when the three of us went out! Today, everyone says I look like Mumma, but she and I both know who I've taken after. I silently smile from within every time when someone says I have beautiful hazel eyes, because I get that from you. I have your height, your gummy toothy laugh, huge feet which bring me a lot of grief when I go buy shoes - But still, It is so much of you that it becomes almost impossible to hate these imperfect pieces of me. Forget the looks, there's so much of how I am and how I behave which is how you used to be. I have your horrible temper, your utter lack of patience and just enough regard for schedules that I never reach some place early but always on time. I hate mornings, love the sunsets and absolutely love packing and traveling and seeing new places every now and then like you made sure we did every few months. I'm still a sucker for sweet pongal, Rasam Rice and I still haven't eaten Laddoos like you always made for Ganesh Chaturthi yourself. I love my wheels and I love speed and just the other day I found myself telling someone who said I'm rash that I will accelerate just as long as I know I can control my car. You always said the same thing. The, déjà vus from decades ago don’t end!

I want to tell you that I fight less with Mumma, though we've fought enough for a lifetime after you left. She loves me too and I know that now though I always thought she hated me and you were all I had. I want you to know that after you left, I had a void in my life where I never thought anyone would love me unconditionally, with all my flaws and take care of me like you used to. I fell in love with someone who comes very close though and takes care of me every day - I think at times this is God's way of giving back slowly what he took away a long long time ago.

You know, Just after you left, everyone's behavior changed along with little things. My PTA meetings became very short; Mrs.Jacob who you wrote a stinker to in my diary went from being always angry with me to now being always sympathetic. There was so much pity in everyone's eyes for so long - exactly the stuff you and I both hate, being an object of someone's sympathy. People were extra nice for a while, they tried to be more inclusive, more loving, brought more gifts, tried to visit more often - But it was short-lived. Slowly, everyone went back to living their own lives and we went back to our own even smaller lives. We weren't a nuclear family anymore, we had suddenly been downgraded to a smaller term which wasn't even invented back then. Mumma and I always got a table for four when we wanted a table in the family section and always had to politely tell the waiters that yes, its just the two of us and yes, it is still a family. Nevertheless, school went well - Despite all my crying about Maths, I didn't drop it and continued to choose it till I could and I did quite well, you'd have been happy! I did everything I promised you I would - It is still an interesting story now for anyone who asks how did you know you wanted to be doing what you're doing or why did you do your MBA? I knew from when I was 8 years old, I wanted to be like you. I wanted to be wonderful at business, earn, learn, spend my day productively to be able to be self-sufficient and at times self-indulgent. I didn't become an entrepreneur like I kept telling you though. But I have hope, I might just.

After 18 long years today, the memory of that day is still so fresh. I can almost smell the smoke from the tar, almost see the mangled steel, almost hear the screams around because our doors were stuck and people around couldn’t pull us out of the crash. I'm sorry I asked to spend Christmas when we were on holiday, I'm sorry we didn't return on the 25th like we had always planned. Because then the 26th of December would have been just another day on my calendar. I would spend many 26th Decembers getting over Christmas hangovers like everyone else, I might have bought a small tree at some point in my life, gone on vacation on this day - but I somehow can't. I can't get myself to let this day pass without thinking over and over about how I should've been less greedy for one more day because part of me thinks I ruined every day to come. I hate that I wasn't awake that time so I could tell  you to brake or I wish I could do something, anything at all to stop this from having happened. I hate your last act of selflessness telling me to give up my front seat for the first time ever, because the sun was beating down upon us. It’s great having a eidetic memory to remember dates for History or remember maps for Geography, but it is a curse to remember how everything looked that day or to remember how my uncle's phone number looked on the phone diary because the police needed an emergency contact number to call; I hate that I remember how we shopped for that extra day of holiday in Cochin, how the doctors had to cut through those brand new maroon shorts to dress my wounds. Everything is alive, everything is fresh, everything hurts. Even today.

I went years being a quiet child, rarely bullied because I was somehow the tallest or biggest in class and the bullies wanted my notes so quid pro quo, they never troubled me. I went years being a confused, troubled teenager because it was very hard to cope with the fact that the one person who "takes care of everything" in others' lives wasn't around. From the big things such as going out to earn to the smallest things - fixing the bulbs, cleaning the shower heads, tightening screws on the cooker, oiling the door locks, peeling the mangoes patiently - We were by ourselves suddenly and it was awful to be helpless and clueless but also alone at the same time. But with time, something started changing. I found it easier to do these things - It was not natural at first, but it wasn't a mountain to climb either. It also became easy to make decisions and at times to handle grief. You know once someone tried to break into our house when we were just the two of us, I remember how I woke up and without a trace of fear called the police and spoke to them when the sirens came blaring. I went out at 2 am and showed them where he came from and where he must've escaped. All worry and fear apart, I felt grown up suddenly and I have absolutely no idea where the strength came from. I think it came from you.


So today, when I look back at perhaps how half my life has shaped up, I've learnt that it is always important to tell people how much you love them. If I could only go back to the last time we hugged that morning and how you gave me your gulab jamun at breakfast, I would hold on for a bit longer and tell you how much I love you. The twelve year old me would tell you how important you are to me, how much it means to me when you come home before bedtime so that I can sit and talk to you. I'd tell you how wonderful you are, because you gave me so much love in twelve years that I'd treasure it for a lifetime. I'd tell you that I agree I'm spoilt today, but I'll change tomorrow even though you won't be around to see it. I'd tell you that someday I would realize that people may adore and be extremely kind to a child like me but will always truly love only their own - I'd come to realize that blood runs thicker than water, that laws don't make parental relationships, blood does. I’d tell you that you might not be there to find me a husband (because its already one of your biggest worries even though I’m just 12 that someday I’ll have to leave you!) but I will end up getting lucky in love and will be blissfully married. I'd tell you that I'm never going to look at the sky and stars and pretend you're one of them like the movies try to make you believe, because one day I would come to understand that there is no better way you are alive than you are in me. When I will look at the mirror when I'm 30, I'll look at my flaws and zits and maybe I'll look at a lot of extra grams but when I look past that, I'll be thankful that till the end of my forever, I'll continue to see a bit of you every day and there's no greater gift than that to keep you alive for me.

Friday, November 25, 2016

Table for one, please..


During a recent argument with my other half (well, who's to say better, or bitter - why butter and why bother?), I screamed out in Eureka-ish conclusion and discovery that "If you were an only child, you'd know what I'm saying." So, it got me wondering, in a slight Carrie-Bradshaw, but a slightly lesser SATC way, whether being an only child actually matters. Besides sunsigns, numerology and all other soft sciences known to man, does it change the way we turn out, if we had someone to fight over the last piece of pizza when we were five. 

Game of Thrones almost makes you believe that it is  impossible to not have siblings - No, I'm not talking about Cersei's dysfunctional relationship with her brother but think about it. Even Drogon has Viserion and Rhaegal for company. Even the wolves were 6 in a pack, Nymeria also must've had to fight off Lady for that last piece of meat. Ah, happy times at Winterfell (saving any further GOT driven digressions  for another post).

The biggest myth I've heard about only children is that they're spoilt. Most of my growing up life, if someone asked me what my brother or sister did and I told them I'm the only child, the adults gave me looks of derision (instantly concluding I must be a brat) and the kids gave me looks of awe (I might have caught a couple of them actually say "How lucky"!). I say it is a myth because some of my closest friends are the only children in their immediate families and their characteristics range from slightly delusional & quirky, to very sorted, to extremely kind and caring (The Mother Teresas of friends) and to borderline mafia-esque. It is true. You'd think you can spot an only child as the one who finds it hard to share food, or the grumpy one who cannot understand why the group wants to have Indian when he wants to order pizza. But you can't. Sometimes, the one in the group patiently taking a vote or the one who buys a bag of chips but passes it around the table to finally only munch on two, is also an only child. So, the whole garbage about single children being selfish is out of the window - some are nice, period. So, is the writer of this piece.

If you look at history and news, it is interesting to notice some famous only children and others. Barack Obama has no own siblings, while Donald Trump has enough to warrant a bulk booking of tickets in some places. Hollywood is filled with only child geniuses - Our favorite almost-never-won-an-Oscar Leonardo Di Caprio is an only child, James Bond and Harry Potter both in real life ask for a table for one at many restaurants. I'm not saying it’s a trend, but hey everyone needs evidence thrown in to support an inconclusive thought like the point of this piece.

One of the first pros that pop into my head is the fact that when you grow up with just your parents for family, you bond much easier with people older than you. I spent more time with my aunts than my cousins (also because of the huge age gap between my mum and her sisters, I also refer to some of my cousins as aunts!). It was always easy to go up to an Aunt and talk if I had to and if my mum introduced me to a friend of hers or an older person, I wasn't awkward and shy praying for the earth to swallow me  up; I was actually able to exchange pleasantries and make an entry in their books as a very well-behaved child. This comfort with adults actually helps when you turn into an actual adult. When you need to make conversation with the cashier at the bank, when you need to discuss insurance with an agent, when you need to buy groceries and vegetables, there's sometimes just less stress about the getting on with it.

Then, as children, the only child has borne the burden of all chores in the household - Taking out the trash, turning on your own geyser, putting away your own plates and sometimes everyone else's, having an intelligent say at a restaurant when your vote about menu choices actually count. We've done it when we were 8, we're quite ready to do it when we're alone and 25. I've noticed in most of my friend circles, the only child rarely has trouble making a choice; rarely says "I don't know what to eat" or "I'll have anything, you decide". Nah - The only child most definitely knows how to decide and have his/her own say. You could say, they're more decisive and less horrified at the idea of taking a stand. This sort of cascades into also being able to at times bounce ideas off themselves, finding a solution without having to listen to ten other suggestions, being able to easily travel alone, eat alone and sightsee alone if needed. They sort of get the difference between being lonely and being alone and realize that being alone can be an immensely satisfying and calming time.

Also, only children have a lot of time on their hands compared to those from families that can't fully fit in an auto when everyone's over the age of 12. I've noticed that often even the most fun-loving and carefree only children have very deep thoughts, are pensive and give smaller things more thought than one would imagine. On the plus side, we tend to give most things in the world some weight and somehow develop strong opinions about things. On the flip side, grave situations such as a death in the family, witnessing a crime or somebody in deep trauma may make us withdraw, self-loathe or derail us completely and no one would even know of the storm beneath the surface.

Another pro that doubles up as a con according to me, is the fact that only children give away too much love and trust when they find someone who makes them believe they can love them back. Since we come from families of three or sometimes even two, we find ourselves a lot more attached to friends and extended families who are nice to us. And when we find someone nice enough, sometimes we get carried away. We share secrets, our hearts, our lives. Sometimes, we're too giving, too nice, putting all of ourselves out there because we have the love to share. But sometimes, we trust too much, too fast, putting ourselves right there in the line of a prospective firing squad, waiting to have our hearts broken.

Another good according to me, is that though we love with all our hearts and give parts of ourselves away, once we realize it wasn't worth it, we do not settle for things. Because we sort of started out with fewer blocks and if a block doesn't exactly fit, we move on. We don't stay attached to it because it is what we're stuck with. We remember that we always have options, because the worst that can happen is we'll be alone. There is no comfort of knowing that if the other kids don't play with you, you'll have that sibling. We know we might have to go back to solving the newspaper crossword if we don’t find someone to play with. We know we may need to move on, find newer groups or cultivate a meal-for-one hobby. We equally happily grab the freedom of taking that plunge thinking we'll soar, but after falling for about ten floors if we don't see the point, we eject the parachute. Heck, we are our parachutes. We rescue ourselves.

Through conversations and pausing to think about these things over the last few years have taken me from someone who constantly thought she was shortchanged for not having a sibling, to accepting that being the only child wasn't too bad. I've become wiser, more considerate of some things and people and also added another thing to my guessing game with my mini-me when I meet new people - How old is she, where is she from, you think she's married? Does she have siblings? Most of the closer friends I made, knew that I used to tell myself and everyone, I will have at least four children (okay, that number was eight at some time, but we're all aimless dreamers at some confusing times in our lives!) because I don't want anyone to go through what I did. But you know what, in retrospect, I didn't do too badly. The grown-up me does still feel bad that I don’t have the blood of my blood (Insert subtle Khal Drogo reference) to share many things in my life, but is also thankful for many things I learnt through the process. If I were to have an only child, I'd try my best to make his/her growing up easier, but I'd also save this note for them to read, just so that on a particularly lonely day, they know that solo-flying isn't all that bad and it most definitely gets better.

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

One Night in a Forest - Our short weekend trip to Kabini

One of the lovely sights during the Safari at Kabini 

Pre-Work and Bookings

So, short on leaves and with limited options, given that several hill stations have already been ticked off, we decided to do some animal spotting – Masinagudi, Bandipur, Kabini came up in most searches and Kabini seemed to be a good option, with the whole river front stay and itineraries designed for a full day’s stay. So Kabini it was and from several blogs and searches, the Government run Jungle Lodges was the more preferred one, perhaps because of permits for safaris or because they’ve done this since forever, before Orange County and Serai came up and so on.
We went on to book online, because that is apparently the only way to do it now. The basic option is the tented cottage, but it was sold out, hence the next category had to be picked which is the room. Above which there are two more categories in the slightly better view/better interiors categories I’d imagine. Our room cost us Rs. 17,500 (After a Rs. 750 discount). This included stay for two people, all meals, two safaris, forest entry fees, all taxes and charges.


Reaching there

The Entry toward Jungle Lodges Kabini
Using Google maps! But in short, you need to take the NICE Road from Bangalore and reach till Mysore. Then turn left at the Mysore bypass and after about 20 kms, you need to turn left on SH 33 towards Manantwadi.
Continue straight and after a while the boards for all the Kabini lodges will start popping up and you can safely follow all of them except Orange County which takes a little detour. You will reach a dead end where the forest gates close for tourist vehicles, where there is a compulsory left and off you go.
The approach is really not bad – from a couple of blogs it seemed to be that the last 5-8 km is bad, but there is a tarred road up until the resort and it is in much better shape than several mainstream roads of Bangalore in fact!


Checking In


You drive into the reception after convincing the guard that you have a booking and at the Reception, your name is checked and a brief introduction to the resort is provided. The basics – where is your room, parking, food, etc. The parking area is pretty large under huge trees, so not much stress there. The rooms are across the resort. We had the Cottage Rooms – in the East Bungalow. Food was to be at the Gol Ghar which is also the location for all group briefings, huddles before safaris, etc.


The Room

The Tented cottage is mighty huge for two people – had two single beds joint to form a double bed, plus a third person cot. The roof is high and the furnishing is quite minimal, basic and vintage Indian. There is a fan in the room but as promised, no A/C or TV. There is a defunct fire place, but somehow adds a little charm to the room. The bathroom is decently spaced out as well and includes a tub and a shower that sprays more everywhere else than in front. There is also a backdoor in the bathroom, which opens out into some lush greenery, but not much else.
The rooms in the East Bungalow are attached closely side by side and if you walk past the rooms, good guess you’ll be able to hear what the occupants are saying. Zero marks for privacy!
There is a water filter at the portico of the Bungalow and ample place to sit outside and drink the chai you can make with the tea maker inside.


Food

  • Lunch was decent and included a healthy mixed of boiled and stir fried vegetables. Day one Lunch was Carrot Peas, Jeera Alu, some Channa sabzi, Sambhar, Rasam, Dal, Rice, Pulao, Rotis, Chicken Curry, Mutton Curry and a sweet. Sumptious for the traveler who’s just reached and attacked the buffet.
  • Dinner was a little more special (maybe because of the high post Govt. official who was visiting and enjoying his VIP treatment). There was live chicken barbeque, sweet corn soup, Alu Mutter Sabzi, Beetroot, Something resembling Maggi with vegetables, Rice, Sambhar, Rasam, Curds, Gulab Jamuns, Salad. I’m sure I’m missing something, but this is pretty much what stood out.
  • Day 2 Breakfast was a healthy mix of Idlis, dosas, upma, omelettes, some baked potatoes, cutlets, toast, sheera and fruits.  
  • Before the safaris (in the evening and morning), we got tea/coffee and biscuits
  • After the evening safari, we also got Mirchi Pakodas and Tea/Coffee
Snack time

Animal Spottings

Well, this is the whole point of being here, I suppose. The safari starts with a spotting of the Sambhal and the spotted deer.
The Sambhal
We saw so many of them along the way, I can believe the guides might be able to tell them apart in fact. Some good clicks from a close distance later, we spotted a lone elephant, a female elephant just taking a walk. A bit further into the woods, we spotted a couple of beautiful birds – the Kingfisher, the Long-tailed bird, Woodpeckers, Eagles.

We saw so many deer, it stopped being a novelty after a bit!
The lone female elephant, wandering in the forest
The road then opened into a beautiful plain, by the side of the river – where we returned later and spotted a huge congregation of deer and wild boars and elephants.
Interesting to note that the wild boars and deer are mighty friendly with each other, but the boar can come for your throat if you’re wandering on foot. We then heard a sudden call and the guide whizzed us off into another side where we sat and waited and watched hoping a tiger was on the kill – that’s what the call meant apparently. But we had no such luck. A little more driving around to see at least one predator landed us in a part where wild gaurs where grazing. A couple of more langoors on the way and a mongoose and the safari was mostly done. We then headed back to the lodge with the sun setting behind us.

The lazy Gaurs


An animated and fun langoor!
Tip: If you really really just want to see animals, do not do the boat safari – It is better you opt to do to the jeep jungle safari on both occasions allowed.

Why you shouldn't do the Boat-Safari

We did the Jungle safari in the evening and the boat safari in the morning – besides the little ouch of not being able to spot any predator (leopards, panthers, tigers), what really irked me is that the next morning the boat safari turned out to be a giant sham. We were told by the safari guide in the evening that you might be lucky enough to see some predators during the boat safari also and there we were with high expectations. However, just a few 100 metres out on the river, the boatman started having trouble with the people who had laid fishing nets. The nets would oft get stuck in our boat and much time was spent maneouvring around the nets. Worse still, at a point someone threatened to complain to the police if we didn’t turn back and we were forced to turn back. A 6:45-8:30 boat safari reached the shore at 7:40 am. All we saw were a few birds – the same ones over and over again which the boatman had to point out to make the whole situation look less bad. There were some wise ones who opted to do the jungle safari in the morning as well and as luck would have it, at the breakfast table I heard them discussing the leopard they saw. My biggest tip for your stay is – Avoid the boat safari if you haven’t seen any predators and that is the highlight of your trip. You may have better luck if you do the normal jungle safari twice instead of spending time on the boat fighting with the fishermen.

Some birdwatching in the morning safari

The Good and the Bad


Pros:
  • Great property and location – Tucked away in a corner, pretty large and lush with greenery, with very good access to the river
  • Punctuality with regard to timings of safaris, meals etc – A little too punctual sometimes!
  • The staff is courteous and helpful at all times.
  • Food – is pretty good and offers a very decent variety of choices for the Indian palate. 
  • Clearances – From what I’ve read and heard, they have exclusive permits to go into the forests
  • Systematic – there is a plan to everything, food is at fixed hours; Briefings and commencement of Safaris are at fixed hours; There is no running a round
  • Provision to buy mineral water, a soft drink, etc for pretty decent prices (a 600 ml pet bottle of Coke was Rs.50).
A beautiful Sunrise as we headed out on our boat safari
Cons:
  • The rooms are not exactly paid much attention to – One may argue that staying in a forest, we can’t really expect luxuries, but it would help if the not so modest charges would justify atleast a better furnished room, given that the rooms are pretty large. Eg: the All out in the room exists, but has no liquid. There is a shower, but it is almost like a fountain, spraying all over the bathroom. Fittings are loose in some places and threaten to fall out at the lightest touch.
  • Everyone is asked to watch the wildlife movie in the evening – We are expected to assemble at 7:45 for the movie. When you reach at 7:40, the movie has already started. And when you enter, you realize the room is full. The movie hall is not big enough to have all guests watching. Have two shows maybe?
  • Coracle rides should probably be allowed at any time if possible – Allowing it in the morning just after the boat safari, just before check out, makes it less desirable to do.
  • Boat Safari – Refer my note (rant) above, but they should tell people what it contains so people can make a more informed decision on what to do in the morning.
  • During the safaris, all guests are not given enough attention – especially if you’re seated at the back, you will half the time not be able to hear what the guide/driver is pointing at until he stops and gets up and says it like 5 more times. They need to be a bit more considerate, since everyone pays for the same thing and everyone expects the same communication.

Conclusion


All in all, it was a worthwhile trip, a much needed break. Though we didn’t see as many animals, living by the river for a day and soaking in some green really helped!









Tuesday, February 17, 2015

She never saw, she never could...



She notices what they wear, or the bag those good-looking strangers carry,
But when it comes to who I am, she will just not see. 
Why won't I be like these ideal women, doting, serving, homely and quite shy,
Why do I bother donning my wings, when I should sit at home and dream of the day I'll fly.   

The smile on my face, or the glitter in my eyes that he loved so,
Will forever be shadowed by my repulsive color, oh look at that crow! 
She'd never know what I wanted to be, doesn't want to find out, will never try, 
But will always note how wrong my hair looks, why won't I just grow it, oh why!? 

While I may be what the world loves and finds fun to be around,
I will remain the woman who can't bake that pie crisp and round.
I will never be half of what she needs, though I'm twice of what I'd thought I'd be. 
I will remain those orchids she finds ugly, while weed that she loves is all she will ever need. 

She isn't even the most gifted creature ever made, not even close, 
But what I may lack, will forever be what she sees, even if over us, hell froze.
Got there finally, but took me long enough, to see. 
She saw nothing of what I was, but only how little of her I would ever be. 
I took it down and tucked it in carefully, I was the fool holding up a dreamcatcher, to her blind eye.