27th Aug 2011 , 12 PM to 1 PM – 36000 feet above sea level.
Here I am, on board flight to Mumbai. Thanks to Parker Hannifin Corporation for giving me an opportunity to tour across 3 prime cities of India.
Travelling across – The first destination was Chennai – capital of Tamil Nadu. There I couldn’t find anyone in a state of peace (be it mental or physical). Everyone was chasing some or the other task. The rush on the roads resembled to something what would have happened in Jallianwala bagh some decades back. No one spoke Hindi (The national language). The skin color was a few shades darker. The religious beliefs were different and so was the way of worshipping. Having a conservative mind was still an “in thing” there as locating females after dusk was quite difficult. The food looked and tasted differently. Every dish had a flavor of coconut, tamarind and “It.” With enormous memories (sweet, sour & some with a tinge of “It”), I left for Hyderabad.
Hyderabad – The deccan capital of India. The roads were clean and wide – sufficient to make you fall in love with Hyderabad. No one was in a rush. Almost everyone conversed in Hindi pretty well though the local language was Telugu. The “conservative mind psychology” dropped to a decent level as I could see girls wearing trendy outfits. The newspaper with the maximum circulation was – The Deccan Herald whereas in Chennai it was “The Hindu.” The staple food was a thicker version of rice. The amount of spices and masala was increased to an extent that eyes and nose started running as soon as I had my 1st bite. But from sambhar to biryani, “Its” presence could be easily felt.
The concluding destination was The National Capital- dilwalon ka sheher – Dilli. Delhi can be easily crowned as “the liveliest city of India.” The airport was insanely huge that it seemed to be a city in itself. The roads were clean-broad and as smooth as a mink quilt. I could hear the vibrant Hindi from all directions. An immense increment in the no. of Gurudwaras could be easily noticed whereas in Hyderabad the number of Mosques was dominant. Sikhs were easily seen and Punjabi could be heared loud and clear. The conservativeness was dropped down drastically as the length of denims was cut short to hot pants.
Core apologies to Shri Anna Hazare (Who is on a hunger strike for the noble cause of eradicating corruption) but Delhi is famous for its cuisine which primarily comprises of paneer, butter, chicken, a thinner version of rice than that found in southern India. Being in Delhi you can’t afford to miss Paranthe and chaat (I think I should stop now because this list can encircle the globe at least once) .
Throughout the tour I tasted n varieties of food, “It” was everywhere – standing proudly with a pumped up chest. While on my way back I realized that, “we might be divided by RELIGION but will always be united by ONION (It).”
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