An ode to a heaven called Vidyarthi Bhavan

If you hail from bengaluru and still wondering what on earth this piece of non-sense could be on, you possibly don't deserve to live. Even if you do, then you perhaps have no idea what it is to get injected with the fragrance and aroma of vidyarthi bhavan masal dose and not have it anywhere in sight within 3000 mile radius for another year
I have absolutely no shame in confiding that i live to satisfy my acute hunger for this kohinoor of a dish in my home town and i can bet on my "butter-soaked" index finger (that i will invariably end up having while feasting on the dose) that most people who have visited this tiny piece of real estate in gandhi bazar will vouch for this. Having said that, its my immense misfortune that my spatial separation from VB is so immense that i can entertain the thought of treating myself with MD only every once in a year.
Now, whats all the fuss about , you may ask. Well , here goes. Its about forcing yourself into a 1200 sq feet room filled with 500 people and with the greatest of miracles , finding a half-empty table. Its about the pure adrenalin rush when you see people lost in their world of m-doses. It about the "panche" clad waiters who bang hot doses on your table with the greatest degree of nonchalance. It about the opulence of that surreal "chuntney" in VB that those waiters so blatantly show off by pouring it into your plates from "soutus" of incomprehensible size. And last, but by no means the least, its about the sheer pleasure of masticating the "god's own creation" dose. psurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..........Long live vidyarthi bhavan and its legacy!

José Mário dos Santos Mourinho Félix....

Ah!...how ironic and strange it may seem that the first blog i have finally cared to post concerns the now erstwhile manager of a football club which i despise for what it is and has been. For the uninformed , England's premier domestic football competition popularly known as the EPL has lost arguably its most charismatic character in recent times and i am gutted....
Jose Mourinho was more than just a football coach. In times where money has tended to overshadow everything and anything in club soccer, the self-proclaimed "special one" was a breath of fresh air. In an age where footballers and the people concerned with it preside over press conferences and interviews as if theirs assess depended on it, this bloke cared a foot. So much so that, more often than not Mr.Mourinho's press conference antics were more entertaining than the actual soccer game played by his team.
Having said that, one can't help feeling its that kind of dour and often machine-like performances by chelsea which ultimately led to his exit. No regrets though. He gave us all 3 fantastic season of "post match comments " and "quotable quotes". Thanks for the memories Jose....