The hustle and bustle of the city dissolves in the hindi song of the 70s floating from the speakers. The auto driver, ignoring our chat and laughter, drives his way through the busy traffic.
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| sis and me -all set to slurp up the ice golla...( a snap from 2014) |
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Two years in Hyderabad exposed me to some wonderful things that I would cherish the rest of my life. Mud potteries from
Shilparamam, dum biriyani from
Bawarchi, night walks along the foot path of the
necklace road with friends,
frankies and the
ice gollas, the
mmts rides sharing seats with the samosa vendor who sells the smallest of the samosas in the largest of the sack, badam milk from
reddy sweets, and so many other things.
Night travels in a share auto was special, for we mostly sat on the back side of a clumpy auto and traveled in the opposite direction, catching a better view of the road side temples and the busy moving crowd.
A few of my favourite things from a city that's close to my heart.
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| badam milk from Reddy Sweets |
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| Birla mandir- standing barefoot on the cool, white marble stone, watching the whole city glow in the night lights fuels me up. The big ladoos sold here furthers the joy. |
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| A weekly respite: Hyderabadi dum biriyani |
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| Shilparamam- I have splurged 80% of my father's money here :) |
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| The enchanting Necklace road |
Night travels in a share auto was special, for we mostly sat on the back side of a clumpy auto and traveled in the opposite direction, catching a better view of the road side temples and the busy moving crowd.
@ordansmith Thank you so much! Glad you liked reading them.
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