Days of convenience in national capital

Days of convenience in national capital 

As i took a bus to reach a destination that people don't stress, the venture to step out was made possible by a two day stay at home with no feet of clay. The bus went to Dhaula Kuan and beyond and there were enough parties waiting to board a bus that was willing to show its ability to go to Rajasthan Ground.

A day when few people went for work and few people hooked to mopping mauling which they did not shirk, the days of convenience in the national capital has been made possible by a  successful contest against constipated culture that had begun to occasionally occur. The moot query is who all conspired to constipate. Apart from the lumpsum rice that comes for a price it is the physical immobility that leads to constipation cruelty. The best antidote to constipation is to have enough apples and onions and uplift the sagging bums by undertaking a walking activity where you have an equal chance to sight city gems.

Coming back to the bus ride made plausible with enough seats looking upright, the first sign i read was on retirement solutions. With enough retirees on hand there is an urgent need to have a solution plan. What do retirees do and how they kill time is yet to come out in a booklet as a clue. The city known for its power and water scarcity would equally see retirees displaying some sense and digging in others the need to not cross the fence. As retirement solutions hoarding became invisible, what looked more feasible was sighting of one gentleman who boarded the bus and was ready to engage the other person sitting behind him in a conversation covering stress. The man went babbling and bloating and yet the one behind did not engage and was by no means kind. Perhaps the need to engage others has been born out of the repeated illustration of speaking to yourself and remaining ignorant of others plea that this act would make you feasible to land in asylum free.

Why do people speak to themselves and what rights they have acquired through this speak wonder?
It  has been historically established and periodically recorded that convulsions in mind lead people to speak to themselves for a duration not less than a grind. On wordly topics and wise men and women they speak and hope all of them would have moments of leap. This leap is different from the leap the lady ATM spoke when she woke and assailed others by imagining that which of the two, Re hitting hundred to a dollar or petrol wailing 100 to a litre would come, not realising such promises can't be made by the govt of a sizeable sum.
Other issues on which we spoke is on greenland dose and the swelling on cheeks that made the lady froze. The man besieged by equally justified conduct of others gets an equal opportunity to speak to himself on issues as urgent as pelf. WE normally speak in a tone audible to others and in a room visited by our brothers.

We may speak on the necessity of having rains and when can the entire country lay claim to this fame.
We may speak on the distress the farmers are in places where there are no water and hope they secure this in more than a quarter.
We may speak on the necessity of a political tone that has to be polite and not taking the form of a bite.
We may speak about the sizeable days we spent  in Kolkata, Udhagamandalam and Tirumala and how they have preserved their glory and sum.  

All in all we would come across individuals who speak to themselves and leave everything else. But when the debate is on we have to listen to others who speak and post confabulations in majority of test cases weep.

What should be an ideal day

What should be an ideal day

Considering the enormity of  debates and the enormous pitfalls of watching and preserving them, it has been hard to figure out what should be an ideal day. The day that does not leave anyone in a state of trance and the one that does not force to think of relocating to nation states like France can be broadly described as ideal and a day of survival. The day should ideally be disposed to the idea of establishing  fewer connections and if possible none even if you are not on any ascension . Beginning the day with making calls on cell and landline is least desired when you know from the other side people are waiting to fire. The day should begin with making an effort from lifting oneself from the mat on which they slept and taking fruits they don't fret. Post intake of fruits and tea one should try to reach papers that are not vindictive to any degree. Amidst paper-reading exercise spare a thought for those who have been kind enough to lead a simple life and not engaged in ammunitions of provoking others to thrive.

The first few hours of the day should be geared to read and rehearse the papers and if possible count the numbers of used soap wrappers. Paper done and their undiminished reach established, the next act should be to take shower and do asanas that make you feel heat like no ringing blast. Morning food should have enough of curd and other ingredients that don't make you feel heavy and post breakfast one should not be open to the idea of any plausible fast. Afternoon meals should have rice lapped with equal quantum of lentil and other fibre rich vegetables. It should have enough dollops of onions and lemon as that would straightforward your request for a heart that is at its best. This should be followed by tea and later another dose of reading papers. In between if possible try to gauge the day's events by switching tv for few minutes or listening to radio if tv operations has been offset by cableguy. Evenings are meant to undertake another round of asanas  and if heat is really terrifying then go for another shower on which there is no bar. Mind you during the day you may be tempted by the thought of speaking to a cell inspired individual but don't make this perpetual.

Late evenings a tv show is a strict no no and if you have committed this folly it is better to take the tv monitor out of your room in a trolley. The late-night watching of a political discourse where from a political platform political speeches were being made for public consumption should not have strayed too far to have less polite endeavour and commitment.  Political speeches are a   must in a season when most of us miss our bus; speeches made from political crease should not on occasions be seen as going overboard on achievements as this may invite some degree of backlash from other firmaments.  Achievements have truly been displayed and now the time is to broaden the outlook and think of the nation in the same way as the state looks.  

As the day comes to an end with no stepping out venture the real fun, the physical movement that could not be achieved can be undertaken the day you have to board a public transport from a bus stand that is justifiably some metres away and which you can't go on a pram.   

All in all an ideal day should necessarily consist of  :

least cell/landline connection with near and fear ones; those on snooping trail would have to subject themselves to a  course correction following a strong gale; those giving advisories that one needs to step out quite often for which instructions have come from big dens need to be told that such forceful acquisitions are a strong no no despite one having the undiluted white paper flow; procuring daily necessities should be given to those who can handle these responsibilities; and finally sparing a thought for those who are on the fringe and yet don't cringe.

Some messages that i came across

- give this seat to those who feed you more than you fed them
- spitting awaited; monthly allowance of 2000 in 100 rs denomination would be deposited if spit target has been upgraded
- give way to others when others are ready to be more than brothers
- it is a national capital and here most have the right to babble
- three musketeers are in town who are no less than clown.
- stray dogs to be vaccinated; you have a fair chance
- take left and speed ahead as there plenty who are willing to place a safety arrival bet
- acquire a laptop or tablet soon as monsoons would see prices boom
- make it a point to show allegiance to eyeweeplull as it has equal chance of being gulped down as daily cereal
- recent petrol post should not make cars ghost as there are enough mavericks to raise the personal vehicle bricks   

How long can one wear a shirt in Delhi, Mumbai, Chennai, Kolkata and Guruvayur

How long can one wear a shirt in Delhi, Mumbai, Chennai, Kolkata and Guruvayur


As i struggle to write a story from a cafe that is logically and timely located in a basement given the heat that emanates from structures on a different firmament, i wonder are there enough places in the capital where one can have a cool sabbatical. Cool sabbatical as an option can be exercised in floors above basement if there are fewer machines that emit fewer degree of heat and scream The net facility here is open for all to see and gauge and should not be discomfort for those who long ago ceased to have their privacy rose. It is the cool surroundings that is tempting enough temptingly made possible by a desert cooler in a functioning mode in the background. Besides the net facility there are other net savvy ingredients in the basement networking with their clients which also claims to provide services like spa, facial and rebonding.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

There are some issues with the monitor i am working with as cursor on occasions seem to move faster than i can grapple with. The intent to deliver myself to a basement was to apprise with the prospect of how many days a shirt can be worn in the national capital and if there are indeed any other centre that can be a rival. The national capital which plays host to mood swings the nation sees has enough potential stored for a gentleman to wear a shirt on a day more than one as sultry surroundings are comparatively less and dust storms of a scale not necessarily creating a fuss. If one has stayed indoor for a duration lasting 48 hours and more one can safely bet that a shirt can be be worn with none willing to fret.

A step outside that may not mean you are open to an idea of a bite could well subject your shirt to an upheaval of distort.Brushing aside uncounted number of individuals the shirt washed and worn could be open to the thought of getting torn if one is not cautious enough to keep button and sleeves on. Some in the metro and bus get close to get the feel of the fabric and in the melee they repose their faith of being a maverick.Yet it is the metro that has spawned a debate that a shirt can be worn for long as it has surroundings of a baby on a song. When you step out of a metro station and go past other sensations, there are enough hints that your shirt would be seeing the light of the day and absorbing dust and heat as you become part of the travelling-cum-trailing fray. Two outings on two successive days would be enough to secure the shirt the dirt it deserves and a wash in rin would be mandatory to make it beam. If it is winter the whiplash could well take three days to settle in and thereby going for a mandatory wash bin. Against this in the sultry environs of Mumbai, where majority swear by locals and its longevity the shirt from the date of its birth faces adversity from forces that have fewer sources. A brush here and a skirmish there, the shirt begins to have its share of wear and tear. Still the authenticity of that fabric can least be doubted if worn regularly and yet faring fairly. The sweat tinge may rupture it to a point of no return but if the fabric is strong the repeated wash may keep intact the character of a worn bomb.The shirt put on and the locals so strong you are amidst a surrounding that is nature in its unadulterated form and one who is authentic enough to step outside would be hearty enough to give his body and  fabric the earthy ride. Dishevelled and disarmed may be his strengths; all in all one has crossed the fence and one who has returned home can hit the bed with the same fabric and ensured of a dream roam.

Coming to Chennai where heat is undiluted the entire year with cascading effect of sultry fare, the shirt is best preserved to be worn one day if outing has been too long. Two outings two days could be plausible with the same shirt if romantic liaisons are not bedeviling  you on earth. Out on an assignment with the same shirt on firmament one should be assured of it being largely ripped off sweat and those who frequently fret no need to place a bet. Shirts of convenience are easily discovered in stores given those with non-white colouring are a roar.  For Kolkata and its expected share of quota, shirts of all shapes and sizes would do. Sentiments airing your confidence and opinions are not hard to get as these can be purchased in bulk and at a pace that would make none sulk. Forewarned are those who step out and yet not take a dip in the water at least twice a day as this city has immense of this reserve and it give its citizenry the birthright they deserve. Roundabouts and the streets have enough kal ka pani and this makes the tongue roll out a sweet vani.

As for Guruvayur and the vicinity, shirts may drench in sweat given the sultry sum. Enough outings would require you to wash it as the travels are not large and loathsome and distances are managed with dividends looking handsome. Even the shirts the new acquaintances wear may look neat and tidy and perhaps on occasions some queries may come on why you desist from those fabric which have no iron clothing variety. Keeping neat and tidy is the buzzword and a shirt with ironing is welcome and not lulled.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

As i begin to wind up some gems from the north east have begun to get calls on their cells which they have begun to answer after hearing the bell. These gems too believe in wearing shirts; right now kindled by a desire to adorn tee-shirts that goes down to the butt and can easily be preserved in a hut. Against these gems there is another group looking for admissions and other clues. Admission blues are hard to contest and if one has not tucked his shirt inside the blues can turn to a long bite.                                                                
                                  

Summoning Samosas

Summoning Samosas

Samosas are found in the countryside and in places that have a long road divide. They are basically city delights having originated in the countryside when people were few and bright. From enlightened countryside they reached cities with enough tube lights and since then they are being consumed in plenty given the inventory.                                                                                
                                 
One is accustomed to take samosas in the evening; any attempt to take it in the morning can lead to a state of stomach burning. Normally samosas prepared outside are inhaled inside and once taken in, they are followed by a strong brew so that those who took with you did not escape and flew. Triangularly shaped these are meant to obviate the chances of those who try to tranquilise others with a triangle dose.Triangle dose are the undercurrents of a modern day existence; those who have not been fired by this imagination have in their life least degree of substance.

The day i returned to the national capital there was no urge to take it in one activity. One fine evening i took it in lumpsum, leading to a revolt that led from stomach to bum. Hard to contain, hours were spent in denying myself the opportunity to aim and get the requisite fame. This lumpsum excursion one day was followed by a single dose for which i had no aversion. This single intake led to no single hour of distress and following nights went like fest. Single dose could be tried if the belly demands that intake has to be of a surprise not necessarily leading to a gas ripe.

Samosas as such in the countryside and areas which have ceased to be countryside are consumed by people who are 10 or more. After a hard day at work they collect under a pole where samosas are being served; some prepared in the previous hour and some served after having been preserved for some days when vendor could not have his ways. Difficult to make a distinction between those prepared in the previous hour and those prepared when the vendor had his last share of shower, the collected people collectively affirm their allegiance to samosas of  no arrogance. As for preparation,  made from potatoes, peas sprinkled with enough spice, they are meant to tranquilise those who are on a short fuse given no life clues. Once gulped there are standing instructions from others standing nearby to help you gulp more as it would lull your roar. The bounty intake has to be followed by tea  and if not done that it makes people digress.  Whatever may be the outcome the samosa sum is all about the gas release function that spares none. If one wants to shortcircuit this, one needs to frequently walk at a pace hailed as brisk.

Hail samosas and hail the fraternity as taking it at will is something in our cherished destiny.                                                                                                                                                                                                             

Do morning ablutions lead to a state of confusion

Do morning ablutions lead to a state of confusion

As i took a bus that seem to suggest no level of stress there were few among its occupants who were willing to debate on day-to-day topics foremost being abuse that tended to be sprayed by workaholics and shopaholics.  


Intake of horlicks and other energy drinks could not be blamed for this pledge to not excuse from abuse as there are other drinks that leave you confuse. Once in a state of confusion post morning ablutions, abuse can be collected at will as some find it as a source of thrill.  In the normal course, different from english-speaking source, abuse could be a three or four- letter word or something comprehensively never shirked solely guided by the duration one seeks it to last and burst. Longevity of the spoken gems is not assured but its reverberations are nothing less than a furore.  Some take it as a compliment considering the food intake has not been proportionate to the state of mind when these  gems were shelled out and more it looked as an act of rehearsing rhyme. 


Liberalisation has given wheels to this act which in the normal course leads to acidity if one ever tries to retract. Liberalisation has liberalised the usage of tongue and herein this undiluted commitment need not necessarily be in person as there are other ways one can feel the sensation. THe cell has been convenient enough to take the load and remit voices in as much clarity as if you are standing close. In the pre liberalisation period when there were ways to skip office/school and your trace, the one who did not report for work was handed out compliment only after s/he showed up after long absence and if not this was sent a letter that precisely mentioned where lay the abuse section. This sentiment is normally employed to date to regale those in the vicinity huge distances notwithstanding  landlines during then made the exercise carry the energetic sense. 


Telephone directories of that period were regularly updated and its bounty look suggested that one could try alphabetic route on those whom they wanted to mouth shoot. Pre liberalisation meant fewer days the authorities had at their disposal to get the work done as people designed to work at will were more accustomed to take a holiday thrill. With more days to spend away from offices, the people hailing from employable age and gainfully employed took upon themselves to bide away time in looking for names in telephone directory whom they wanted to shower with abuse battery. Minutes turning to hours; hours turning to days, the telephone directory proving handy to hand out abuse rage. That partially explained fewer vehicles dethroning your movement in the city trail and road rage never heard of when most were binded by landline age.  


With the evolution of cell and the evolutionary phases the man has been swept under, the abuse amelioration looks more a reality with nothing to define the undercurrent as brevity. Blessed are those who are active recipient of this gem early in the morning as it sets the tone and sentiment for the entire day that is by no means a warning.  Those who are not lucky enough to get a piece of this gem in the morning the entire day serves as no less than a warning on when you would be adorned with this ornament for which some people are precisely paid a rent. Nowadays pre and post cell conversations lead to abuse sensation; some preferring to do it in the four walls of their home and some willing to do it in a corner which is not short of bloomers. 
Some papers take upon themselves the need to carry out a poll on what abuse led to and how many were glued to. If abuse has been handed out from a firmament where there has been a fair sprinkling of security cum sanitary staff, there would be few in the audience who would laugh. Some would cheer you the next day to hold out a press conference where you would have your say; the best course could have been to not visit the stadium and its canteen post happy hours when you can hardly gauge any flowers. This poll purification where readers have been asked to voice their association lends no credence as it is only trying to lengthen the longevity of a midnight act on which everyone takes turn to react.
Apology would be hard to come but if it ever comes it won't make any side look small or have the shape of a midnight punch; the one that came the next day in a place where most were served drinks in a tray.  In the assessment year 2012-13, assessing the performance of journos, there have been a plethora of gentlemen pleading that they have an urgency to assess the performance of those reporting and reading. Amidst this assessment one gentleman who failed to be a journo and looked at every reporter as one no less than a porter was candid enough to remove the confusion. SAndoz Toliya from Tanzania deemed fit to hand out abuse from a literature that comprised his kit. Likes of Toliya believe that handing out compliments to those with a fair degree of sentiment is his birthright given the reporter who this entity believes to be a porter is adding nothing more to a spectacle of litter. Well litany of plaints have come on how can you abuse someone who has not taken any rum.     
Abuses would galore as long as economy shows signs of heating up and on occasions shutting up. Abuses done in four walls would show there would be few to upstage you; if done outside there would be plenty to trace you.


Abuse would be hard to locate if you take a walk past some streets which may have been known for this feat in earlier days. You never know when that very street would be heating up with abuse beat. For now those who have been successful enough to go past stage of ablutions, with a free mind and a free will they are free to hand out the abuse gem to a fair degree. Those who have a struggle on ablution front would think twice before launching on abuse rant.  

Going past different streets some messages that looked no threatening read like this:


Handwriting and finger print expert : trained in America, traced in India and willing to travel to Serbia.

city plants million trees; the flow of traffic suggest there are no scarcity of freebies.

summer specials launched; now at least come out of all bars and lounge .

feasts and fief define the temperature; the city has no entity powerful enough to cause rupture.

rising temperature, rising heat hope those are laid to rest who are on a parking feat.

ndmc limit ends here, your time begins with no fear .

Speed limit ends here; drive at will.
   

THe ride from Nizamuddin Station to home

THe ride from Nizamuddin Station to home

Having reached National Capital from Tirumala, the collection of people at station suggested not many trains had come to their final destination. Having ascended and descended the stairs with a degree of success i looked for an auto that won't tear. With a pre paid slip in my hand i slipped in an auto whose driver seem to be someone who hadn't ran. The man who was supposed to take me in his auto to my destination was not comfortable with the fact that there would be just one passenger in the entire journey act. Apprehensive over not getting others on board he drove at a speed when some others could get in the moving boat. He looked left and right though he never displayed losing road sense and sight.

From Ashram we turned right and ascended the flyover from where the autowallah had no other option than descend. Railway tracks were below us and here he wanted to create no ruckus. Once down the flyover, the auto went past different towers; some built with painstaking labour and hours. Past markets and other targets, there was a sizeable sprinkling of private and public transport on road.  Some looking settled and some on float. Some of those settled in personal vehicles looked unsettled; some being driven by them and some by those employed again by them. UNsettled  and disoriented for the fact that the vehicle they had taken on loan could make them reach destination where they could easily roam. Equally unsettled were some in public transport including auto. But given the consolation given by the autowallah that he won't charge extra and would take his sweet time to take them, the one settled in auto looked to be all clear to give unsettled look a veto. On time i reached home and autowallah again set out in search for occupant more than one which he would make them board and roam.

Against this the other rides in the national capital have revealed the unsettled nature of some occupants; marked by extreme weather and extreme creatures. Rains are not to be seen and the clamour is high so that most could beam. One ride in DTC the other day showed the vigilance staff entering and exiting the bus after checking the tickets and those who were heading to destinations to pay cess. Days on which i did not find climate conducive enough to step out i stayed inside and waited for a mithaiwallah who seem to be on a descending clout. His descend seem to suggest that the withdrawals that his near and dear ones were staging from his locker were tearing him and fearing their backlash he was ready to hand out big denomination cash. My conversation was too little to explore his agony and pain and the conversation the other day with Thomas suggested i had something to gain.  Thomas suggested we need not be bogged down by drivers and other perpetrators in the colony; time would be ripe when we would be able to stand in the balcony. THomas was of the view that weather by no means suggested we put on heavy clothes but there is one anchor in mumbai who is out in tie and coat. Out in a tv studio where he floats the glow on face suggested he has put in some effort and some moisturiser and that has made him a truly tv creature.

These have been the days in the national capital when rains are not there and some trying to fix their gear. 

Here people come for tatkal and air journey tickets

How to expand your stay in the national capital

How to expand your stay in the national capital

National Capital known for national arrivals and departures has seen wild swings as far as weather goes. Wild swings that make some of us stay indoors and some to try the outdoor activities with no hope and roar.

As for expanding the presence in the national capital one need to bear some facts in mind before attempting to be kind .

Decimation has been arrived at of those who tried to keep you in pain and trauma; there could still be some who would rear their head to make you unsettled. Perhaps the best course would be to ignore and carry on and hope the remnants left by them can be disposed for a song.

Keeping tied to a range of activities that could well mean mopping the floor and taking buses with low floor. Bus travel is a must where metro does not reach and never engage with those elements who try to sneeze and fleece. Those who stage a walkout in the night may find it difficult to repeat this feat elsewhere as time is running  out fast and this they need to bear.

A day activity built around fewer expenses would be encouraged and a tv debate lasting few minutes would be watched on an average. Time could be spent in polishing English-learning skills and hope to get a net at will. Conversations could be carried out with conveniently designed individuals and this could be a course correction for those with no perpetual fear and lore.

National Capital would be the starting points for journeys to Tirumala and elsewhere and hope tickets down the line come with no wear and tear. 

Guruvayur railway station has a charm of its own

Guruvayur railway station has a charm of its own

It is a spiritual centre that prods you to stay for a longer duration. Hours can turn to days and days to months if accommodation is a fun. Guruvayur for all its longevity vibes sends you to a cakewalk opportunity if you have beliefs that hurt none sensitivity. A visit to Guruvayur station is a must if you are past all functions that have been celebrated as a fest.
The approach to Guruvayur station is flanked by trees; thick in growth and keeping sentiments afloat. Under these very trees one can take a breather and take a view of a station that has no multiplying sensation. Sparsely populated at any point of time, it is the enduring wait of autowallahs that shows how it has been able to keep its shine. There are not many sizeable platforms; platform number one handling the arrival and sizeable ton. AS you go past trees, bountiful in spread, there is another spiritual centre on the right side and on the left few metres away are atms and other cbms (confidence building musings).   

In Guruvayur the shops and stalls that i came across on the East Nadar :


- nirmalyam tourist home
-Akshaya Warrier Samajam (Room and hall for rent)
- ladies tailoring
- ladies herbal beauty parlour
- home padma vegetarian
- arkay dry cleaners and laundry
- hotel krishnapriya ( one should try tea here )
- sri vihar tourist home
- gopika handicrafts
- sree guruvayurappan handicrafts
- hotel santhabhavan veg'rian
- rooms ready structure
-kousthubham restaurant vegetarian
- mc sweets
- lakshmi fancy
- bony sweets
- kerala sweets
- sree krishna sweets
- nishant the book shop (gentleman at the counter courteous and std booth quite handy)
- Murali Stores
- Fashion Textiles
- Krishna Metals
- Ashok Textiles
- Selection Centre
- Ushus Fancy
- India Coffee House
- Computerised horoscope malyalam , english, tamil , kannada, hindi, telugu

- Kodakkat East Nadar

- Sre Krishna Bhavan Brahmin's Hotel

- Gift land

- step-in handlooms and readymade


- sneha collections

- chamayam
- sri krishna gift house
- nenmini building lodging house

- nectar foods
- new fabrics
- ramesh metals
- r k fancy


-swaminatha classical fusion

- nandanam

- Ramakrishna Lunch home
- Guruvayur Devaswom Vyjayanthi Shopping Complex (Marriage hall, veg restaurant, family room, make up room )

- Guruvayur Devaswom Book Stall

- Guruvayur Devaswom Information Centre


From bus stop

- Kallada SC Travels (for xerox)
- Internet cafe @harikrishna

THere are no scarcity of lodges and beverages. Soda Sherbat is a rage here and so are the private buses that are much in craze. Better option is to try govt ones that start from West Nadar in ton. Chavakkad beach should not be missed and so should be the visit to Elephant sanctuary.

What is a historical low and how different it is from a historical blow

History suggests there are no scarcity of eccentrics and those majoring in avionics. History equally suggests that  those reaping the stock market harvest are no less and when the blow comes they lose the weight from waist as they have to pay a cess.   History has not been kind to us but we have to bear the lesson that nothing comes in a jest. As Greenland was accessed in a jet , one wonders how much travel these ready to feed anchors who at no point could be bankers undertake given the freedom they have as their defining gait.

In Greenland the protagonist of the show who seems to be no antagonist to the core tries to capture the threat of temperatures rising and melting ice cap presiding. Bits and pieces of the report has been accessed and on that basis the protagonist who at one stage visited a state in proximity to Maharashtra as a dentist seems to suggest that we need to travel if justice has to unravel. Time has come to take care of commoners who have been travelling in buses and three tier and all these freebies of jet can't be the sole preserve of those wearing more than a vest. THese ready to feed carpenters-turned-anchors travel as and when occasion comes. But the moot query is do they make savings from which they would hand out to others some tea leaves.

Having reached the national capital

Having reached the national capital with handy information on snooping battle, the initial days went to put stories on the South Odyssey that was not short on handshake and festivity. The stay in national capital, which is witness to large scale national arrivals and departures, has been accomplished with a belief that journey to the South beginning from Chennai and lasting till Tirumala could be tried in future if i don't come across talks that lay heavily on rupture. It is the LIC and roundabout that i get reminded about as far as Chennai goes and for Rameswaram the best deal is to have a short stay with no boast.

Madurai could be equally tried with a shorter stint and the bus ride from Mattuthavani Integrated Bus Terminus to a lodge near Meenakshi temple was comforting enough. For taking a journey to Polachchi and beyond, bus could be accessed from Aarapalyam bus stand. Guruvayur gave you the confidence that simple and sweet are the sentiment in plenty and it is one centre that has soda sherbat inventory. Tirumala being the last destination on my southern fascination, the ride aboard AP Sampark Kranti lasted for over 34 hours with enough citing of cell towers.

During these 18-odd days there have been visits to cyber cafes to spell my side of story, with some efforts getting hampered by power disruption and other gauge. Vendors come early in the morning to raise the pitch; there are no dearth of snoopers to get lines fixed. Visits in the afternoon are a must by all of them; outsider getting ration during this time is their daily gem.Smooth sail would be tried on all occasions and howsoever hard one may try to disrobe you of confidence and clothes you would never be short of a daily boast.          

As i went past a bus shelter

As i went past a bus shelter

As i went past a bus shelter that summed the essence of trees  " Plant a tree this monsoon", the logical extension would have been plant a tree this monsoon, forget all the row over cartoons. The row that has emanated over cartoons and their appearance in textbooks that came in cartons would subside over a period of time not before each constituent has had his say. Cartoons first made their grand entry into papers which during that time were read by students and those who had gone past student days. Now the row is over their appearance in textbooks as these are not just read by students even by those adults who at one stage had been students with a different sentiment and sense. Row is particularly over adults and their proximity to textbooks which for a better part stays with them than students. Because adults and those waiting to join the group with an adult frame of mind truly believe their enlightenment lies in these textbooks as papers have long ceased to have authentic looks. As for the students their claim to fame is that textbooks alone can't be sole preserve of them ; the adults in their family and those in the neighbourhood should get an equal opportunity to read and rehearse them.

The grouse of the adults is the papers don't carry the inspiration material and time and again they have to refer to school textbooks to energise and sensitise themselves with the surroundings. AS cartoons would be deleted in due course, with many believing there is nothing offensive about them, it is the sheer number of tv debates that has given the entire wavering row the sizeable sum. As one moves from this row to the front row of those willing to quit and willing to lit, it has often been suggested that an offer to quit is made by those holding office or those pretending to offer some services.  There is a contrast between those quitting and those willing to quit. One who quits smoking, morning walk or morning wail essentially does so by placing an insertion in a local newspaper read by near and dear ones. Charges are not exorbitant and the insertion explains the clinical methodology employed by the quitter to quit from a particular range of activity. Against this tribe of quitters, there is another tribe that believes in unleashing reign of terror and their ability to quit and shiver is made possible  by forces of nature which don't succumb to such creatures. Different set of nation states have played host to such creatures who by virtue of having the expertise of turning black to white have the uncommon confidence to stage a fight. Their will in the initial period may look strong but in the far end they would have to give in to the rules of nature that says staging a street mayhem for long   would get them entirely wrong. Even the platform of annihilation set by them can't be used by others to make it a fashion.

Times we live in and the occasional thunder we grapple with there are occasional provocateurs who prod others to create mayhem. THe mayhem of this magnitude doesn't have the aura of a flute; it is out and out crude. The paper may give you the confidence to spread your charisma, where is the need to procrastinate the unfolding situation through a platform that a black to white entity presented as an offering. The paper cruise can coast you to some distance but eventually if cessation in provoking others is not called for you can be deprived of substance.

THe black to white may have sensed the tide and believed that creating mayhem was his birthright. Even in his wildest dreams the black to white would not have realised that all money that he showered on others failed to get him the necessary gears. As this episode comes to an end hope there are no more sessions where a commoner has to bend. On occasions one can bend for tv debates which are therapeutic in value and no waste. But this therapy can truly be awakening and keep all happy if tv debates are broadcast between 5 to 8 in the morning when most of us are busy changing our nappy.        

THe one who came from Tamil Nadu in the National Capital  and heading back to his state in general class 

Those whom i came across in Tirumala

Those whom i came across in Tirumala

A family haling from Kakinada which occasionally visited Tirumala. Seated opposite the temple, the family's outing to Tirumala was made possible by time they had at their disposal and willingness of elder members to take the trek. There was another elderly gentleman hailing from West Godavari and taking his turn in Break Darshan.
Apart from Bala Subramaniam the book seller, there is another book seller roaming in the railway reservation centre and roundabout who has been equally helpful. The ascent to Tirumala from Alipiri Gate brought a dozen of associations; with a reminder that meeting would happen if and when Lord Wills it.

In the Sudharshan Token Queue there was one group from Odisha which disclosed the way to cover the Bhubaneswar-Tirupati clue. Then the one family of father and two sons waiting in the hall and having initiated the walking steps from Chandragiri. I am not aware about that route. Hope to find that later.
  
There were others like the shopkeeper who handed me the Lord's picture in large numbers and hope to meet him soon. Shops opposite the temple across the road under shelter roof were equally good. And some here i was able to place them.

Sanitary staff and those engaged in sweeping and maintaining order were seen working round the clock  and they need to be hailed.     

Tirumala reservation centre and Samadhi Mandir Shirdi reservation centre



It was from Tirumala Railway Counter i procured ticket for AP Samparak Kranti for New Delhi. I was at fault for not reporting on time as there was a queue multiplying every half an hour. Stressful was not the waiting period but alarming was the response of the personnel handing out railway tickets. Passengers after passengers were made to leave the premises without getting a ticket or securing an elaborative response. Here one needs to mention that personnel  working in Tirumala Reservation centre and Samadhi Mandir reservation centre in Shirdi have to be courteous enough to handle all queries coming from passengers. Experience of mine and others reveal that personnel in  both these reservation centres shrug off passengers without responding to their queries. Personnel at both the centres simply dismiss the query by saying "no room" , "koi seat nahi". This they do even without bothering to check the seat availability status in the terminal before them. Hope the railways keep alert personnel at these two centres who are kind enough to attend to every passenger. Because fact of the matter is when you see the seat availability status on net, the sizeable chance that you have comes across. And then you confront them with having the first hand knowledge of seat availability then they begin to respond. But this strategy can't be employed everywhere as net is not in the Seven Hills. So first you would have to go to Tirupati, find the status and then begin your ascent to the hills. Hope railways try to address the needs of passengers who throng to the two spiritual destinations from distant places.

Emerging markets and emerging basket

Emerging markets and emerging basket

Emerging markets and their emerging beliefs have led to emergence of a situation where global oil prices have emerged to rally at the top and consumption equally rising to lead to a new class to crop. This emergence of emerging markets has led to emergence of print and tv crew which rehearse the lines on which others flew.

THis emergence has meant the resurrection of some private airlines and decimation of a state carrier which at one stage had fewer barriers. This emerging markets led the aviation targets reach an unrealistic scale not realising that a proper and realistic groundwork is necessary before latching on to aviation ferry. Pilots report sick with no random check on temperatures they are down with; those aiming to be pilots and taking huge loans are working in call centres with no idea on how to repay the loan bomb.

This emerging market euphemism has meant that some tv and print load themselves with news that has an appeal of fun. Running down and rallying for becomes the underlying theme; at one stage they may raise a toast to civil voulnteers and realising the folly change their gears. THerapeutic and distinctive they advertise their debates not realising 15-20 minute duration should be the fate. Rest of the minutes at their disposal could be geared towards what the participants did before coming to the tv theatres and what meals they had since morning to position themselves as debate creators. DEbates on occasions may look therapeutic if the idea of the whole is not to lynch others and if the purpose is to raise a bonhomie of brothers.

Apart from debating society debating the pros and cons  of an emerging society the emerging market euphemism has meant fewer application of mind when speaking on cell and the lengthening view of a man speaking on a cell and sprinkling the boundary wall with the water released from his organ that is on occasion covered with a shawl. THis view is captured while taking a public transport in a city where once red/bluelines roared and now have failed to bloat.

Emerging markets have meant emergence of people who are willing to settle in other towns and cities that have real growth gel. Emerging markets that nation states have been diagnosed with need to carry the entire territory along and this need not be a fief of some born.

Emerging markets has meant volatility in debates on  volatile rally in the stock market and equally volatile are responses on 20-over tourney that has been spread for over 30 days. Volatile views would eventually lead to 20-over tourney spread for so long losing its appeal and phasing out and in come cricket that would have a serious bout. Loans taken on command and coercion would cease and eventually those forces would cease who try to give a spiral to oil market breeze. Prices may loom upwards for some time but they would have to look down is the prevailing rhyme.   

The ride atop AP Sampark Kranti from Tirupati

The ride atop AP Sampark Kranti from Tirupati 

Had the railway personnel in Tirumala reservation centre guided me well i would taken a tatkal three AC ticket and secured a confirmed berth. Not just me even passengers, who wished to go to Howrah and other places, failed to get the right response. So with no answers on GT Express, Tamil Nadu Express and other trains leaving from Chennai and Bangalore, the right to secure a ticket was settled with AP Sampark Kranti heading towards New Delhi (Hazrat Nizamuddin is the final stop).

Friday morning after spending some time in temple and roundabout, at around 3:08 am i left Tirumala. Around four i was in Tirupati railway station. To my surprise the ticket with waiting list below 5 showed the final status as w/l 3. And here the chart showed that those with waiting list above 60 had seats confirmed in three AC. I was a fool to not secure a 3AC ticket and went to the waiting hall in Tirupati station. I was in a dilemma on whether to proceed or get a refund. THere a nun was waiting who had been deprived of her luggage and probably had a close shave. I could not figure out the entire story. All i could make out was one gentleman who was waiting in the hall with his family had offered her some help. I stepped out of the hall and decided to get a view from TTE or any other personnel. There a lady was sitting in the railway room and guided me to go the next room which are occupied by TTEs. I told the TTE that i came from a journalistic background and at the moment being an independent writer. Other passengers too came and sought the views of two TTEs present there. After going through the chart one finally told me to take any seat in any sleeper class coach and at eight in the morning they would try to inform me about the status.

At least with sleeper status i boarded the train where there were fewer and fewer passengers. Apprehensive about losing the baggage still i took a seat near the entrance/exit gate as TTE would be able to place me whenever he takes a round. The train which was supposed to depart from Tirupati just before six in the morning departed at 6.05 am. At Renigunta some pantry boys emerged and took seats adjacent to mine and some among them getting down to wash the utensil in which they stored and served tea. Here in Renigunta one gentleman took a seat. Hailing from insurance background he was leafing through papers and attending to some cell calls.At Cuddapah a family of five took seats next to mine. The Renigunta Insurance gentleman went for a shave and a partial bath and came out in new clothes. He got down at Yerraguntla and i wished him well .

Queries to TTE on my success in getting a confirmed seat were met with responses like senior tte has the power and he has deployed the junior tte to spread the message that first the waiting and RAC of the 3AC would be cleared and then and then only i can hope to get a seat. At Tadipatri station another gentleman came in; perhaps a priest and heading towards Secundarabad. After some time both this priest and a family of five had adjusted. The family of five had one mother, husband-wife duo and two daughters. By no means they looked unsettled but considering the youthful exuberance of the husband (maturity had yet to sink in), things may have to be controlled at a later stage. During this period i took an opportunity to have ice and the view outside was enticing enough in the sense that i could stay longer in the coach had there been no more additions. With more confirmed seatwallahs coming in, time was ripe to move to an upper berth and take a nap.

Just before one in the afternoon, the junior TTE informed me that senior TTE has been able to find a seat in 3AC. I went to him and he was mulling over how to hand me a seat with no benefits coming from my side. Finally he gave the seat with the considered view that no consideration would be considered. Here one needs to stress that passengers are to be blamed for ameliorated status of TTEs . And passengers should do a rethink before handing any consideration. I still consider myself lucky that somehow after a wait which on occasions endure and sometimes not leading to a furor i get a seat which others may not be lucky enough to secure. Still the best bet to travel is when you have a confirmed seat and nothing else to unravel.

The seat i got was in B1 5 and here one gentleman requested me to take 12 as he was in a group and heading towards SEcundarabad. I took seat 12 which had in its visible vicinity the mother-daughter duo, with some degree of reservations though not expressed by the mother on taking my seat. As i was about to take meals, the train attendant a young boy from the North showed his reflexes and sought my temerity to seek linen and bedroll when i am occupying another seat.. Meal was best to be given to a needy and i told that a complaint can be lodged. Though i would never like to do that but those meant to serve passengers need not be on a short fuse. When the train reached Secundarabad-  there are umpteen number of local stations on the way-  the group got down and in came a family probably residing in Mumbai.

From Secundarabad a new TTE had emerged trying to engage those who were running after him. Late in the night somehow he came to know that seat no. 5 had not been allotted and asked me to furnish the ticket. Satisfied that proper and due entry had been made he tried to reach out to those who were trying to reach seats that they hadn't been tried and tested. Conversations revealed the gentleman from Mumbai happen to do some business and the wife more clued to the net in the morning at home. He was able to gain some sleep only after two in the morning when the train left Nagpur. In Bhopal they got down along with another young boy who happened to visit them though his seat was somewhere else. All along the journey this boy had narratives on trying air and the fares that did not tear. Few would agree with that. More got down in Bhopal and in came Khurana who disclosed he too worked for the media. In Secundarabad another lad had taken this coach with the belief that the seat that would be handed out to him once he made the TTE speak to a gentleman stationed in Secundarabad Station which was by no means a den. Late in the night the two spoke and soaked in the benefits that accrue from those travelling with general clue.

When the train reached Gwalior this lad from SEcundarabad landed near us and tried to engage in a  conversation that showed no stress. In Agra he got down and the parting shot conveyed that life is all about planting people at different destinations who try to portray the paper and its site creation. By now Khurana had completed his share of sleep and talking about Punjab and where politicos are never at the bottom of heap. Recently held polls and scenarios were discussed and the mediaman by no means looked to be puzzled. There was another old couple amidst us who happenn to hail from Tadipatri. The gentleman spoke about the cement factories and limestone deposits in Andhra. THe couple was heading towards Uttaranchal. In the evening AP Sampark Kranti reached Hazrat Nizamuddin.

THis odyssey to the South was memorable for the innumerable occasions i came across entities which were a picture of delight and discipline.     


                 

Days spent in Tirumala

Days spent in Tirumala

Having reached Tirumala on Monday, the first search was for an accommodation which could let me stay for three to four days; in fact my stay extended to almost five days. With locker taken in Udupi Mutt, the next notable event was Srivari Darshan. With Sudharshan Token in hand, i headed towards Vaikuntam Queue Complex 1. The board outside the entry gate suggested that devotees would be allowed after 8pm. The wait outside brought back memories of the occasions when i used to stand in the queue for Thomala, Archana Seva tickets (bursting by 2 to 3 in the morning and the counter would open at eight). During the period the devotees were outside, Milk was given to them which largely hailed from Andhra, Tamil Nadu, Odisha and Karnataka.

Little before eight the crowd began to filter in with suspense still on the number of hours it would take to reach the sanctum sanctorum. Post security checks and other formalities it was the swift pace at which the devotees moved inside which made the whole exercise look admirable. From the Srivari main gate getting inside and coming out of sanctum sanctorum it was all completed in 15 minutes flat. First change that i noticed when getting inside was the gate from which devotees normally go for Thomala/Archana was thrown open for commoners. So instead of taking a round and then getting inside one can with ease approach the  sanctum sanctorum. Advantages: it saves you three to five minutes plus from the much avoidable pushing and shoving. As for the temple authortities, it helps them to push in more number of devotees in the same number of hours that is at their disposal. That was one remarkable change i witnessed in Tirumala Srivari Temple.

With glimpse of the Lord secured, i came out and headed for the exit gate after other rituals. It was the structured movement of the crowd that came in  for praise from devotees. This was followed by prasadam (free meals) at the newly opened structure; mammoth in size and sentiment. Again a picture of comfort and the one that needed to be accessed on a continued basis.

Tuesday was meant for taking a walk from Alipiri Gate to Tirumala.

It was a trek from Alipiri Gate to Tirumala which i completed with thoughts bordering between hope and despair and by Lord's blessings the trek having been undertaken after one year was completed. All throughout the journey there were individuals who looked tired and tested and there were those who were energetic and determined to complete it in under three hours. Hope devotees like us would be blessed with same determination some day to secure the ascent in under three hours.

Having reached Tirumala from Alipiri Gate i headed for Udupi Mutt and was there till late afternoon. This was followed by Free Meals Prasadam.

The third day was meant to avail the Gali Gopuram ticket. Walked inside the entry gate just minutes before the 24 hour deadline was meant to close and here all the walking devotees were told to take seats inside the waiting hall. Within an hour it had surged to a boisterous level. In the thick of action where pilgrims took time to get clarity through a dose of sleep followed by meals given inside and some staring outside to search for answers on when the gates would be finally opened. It is Advisable for devotees that they should enter the VCQ 1 gate either before ten in the morning or after five in the evening. Those who have sudharshan  token between 12 and four, they may have to wait for a while.

The waiting hall brimming to its capacity with two adjoining halls prior to us packed to strength, the indications were that we would have to wait. Seated next to me was a family of a father and two sons. In the first hour the father was joined by one son and all looked peaceful as conversation was all about the native place and the occasions when we visited  Tirumala. When the father-son duo was joined by the second son, the situation looked no normal by any standards and here one was pushing the other. Since thoughts were on the Lord, it was advisable to ignore and get more assured. When the gates finally opened the crowd moving to the Lord comprised of those having Gali Gopuram Ticket, some from the free darshan category and just before the waiting cabins get over some coming in with 300 rs ticket. Mind you once you have gone past waiting cabins then swift is the sentiment as far as movement is concerned and it is matter of under an hour that sanctum sanctorum can be reached.

Having availed the Gali Gopuram token on Wednesday, the evening saw me take the much revered Prasadam from the newly erected structure. Between Tuesday and Thursday whenever an opportunity came i made it a point to go past the two elephants which are employed for different rituals in the temple. The one which is slightly taller can be seen raising his legs quite often if made to stand out for long. Hope more comforting sessions would come his way.   Thursday was the day when the last Sudharshan Token could be availed. Went inside at 1 and came out by three. This was not  a waiting session that endured for long except the walk past the waiting cabins where you have to make a little effort. But the walk past the waiting cabins has a charm of its own as it gives you the lengthening  glimpse of the Golden Dome.

Out by three with a baggage that comprised of mysore sandal soap and other daily necessities, the walk to the shopping complex right opposite the temple brought back the memories of past visits. Here the STD booths are more than one and there are enough provision stores. The tea of your choice can be accessed and equally accessible are people with broadening smiles. Came across one Bala Subramaniam in Shopping Complex and he was kind enough to hand me the Lord's literature. The expression on his face suggested we shared a common sentiment and hope to never remain tense.
On occasions took round of Hanuman Temple which is opposite the Govinda's Temple. And Friday when i left was lucky enough to gain the glimpse as gates had been opened much earlier.

Friday morning i left Tirumala with a hope that Tirumala would be on agenda as and when the God wills it and by four in the morning i was at Tirupati station.          

Walk from Alipiri Gate to Tirumala

Walk from Alipiri Gate to Tirumala



Tuesday was meant for taking a walk from Alipiri Gate to Tirumala. With writing sheets in my possession i took the bus which would drop me in the vicinity of Alipiri Gate. THroughout the journey this thought crossed my mind that i should head towards Srinivasam complex, take a breather and then initiate my ascent to Tirumala. When i saw other people too getting down near Alipiri Gate i followed them and started the much-desired ascent. With prayers written in a sheet of paper, the first noting i made was of the two temples that greet devotees at the entrance - and they were closed. Ascent to the top began at 9:30 in the morning and Gali Gopuram was reached at 10:20. THe first hour of ascent is the steepest and if by chance no one stops at any stage this ascent to Gali Gopuram, can well be done under 40-45 minutes.

 Choco bar and other fluids were taken in plenty with doubts dogging on whether i would be able to complete my trek to Tirumala. With token taken from Gali Gopuram counter which showed the picture of the token holder, the guy before me was lost in thoughts the moment the token was handed to him. Here one needs to stress that picture taken in Sudharshan Token has not that much clarity vis-a-vis the picture appearing in Gali Gopuram token. Few metres away from Gali Gopuram, the man who sells the orange and apple juice on the right side there is another individual across the stretch who should be looked after. This man is selling popcorn and other beverages and there was hardly anyone buying from him.Hope he has a smooth sail.

Gali Gopuram token in hand and repeated intake of fluids i started my second phase of ascent which saw me reach the Lord Hanuman Idol around 11:45 am. Under 15 minutes i was past this spiritual spot and in between came two to three small duration halts. Prasadam was being distributed and had i not stopped it would have given me more walking minutes at my disposal. Here there was no clarity whether this prasadam was distributed by TTD or by some private party. TTD needs to clear the air on this one.

 The final ascent began at 12:15 from the point where a noting has been made on whom to approach if you face difficulty or your vehicle breaks down.THis is again a steep ascent and one can complete this in 15-minutes flat if there are no stoppages on the way.   It was at 12: 52 that i completed my journey and against large intake of energy drinks the appetite for tea had all but gone.

It was a trek from Alipiri Gate to Tirumala which i completed with thoughts bordering between hope and despair and by Lord's blessings the trek having been undertaken after one year was completed. All throughout the journey there were individuals who looked tired and tested and there were who were energetic and determined to complete in under three hours. Hope i could be blessed with same determination some day to secure the ascent in under three hours.

Having reached Tirumala i headed for Udupi Mutt and till late afternoon i was inside. In the evening headed for Free Meals Prasadam after taking a round of Hanuman Temple which is opposite the Govinda's Temple.

The ride from Guruvayur to Bangalore

The ride from Guruvayur to Bangalore

Having secured a railway ticket from a counter in Guruvayur it was time to head to a new destination. The ticket was procured with ease from Guruvayur railway station where one can spend hours together if one finds outside environs a bit clutter. To be frank there is no such thing to hand out a clutter denouement as structured is the movement here with fewer and fewer signs of a rupture.

It was late in the evening i set out for THrissur from a bus stand on East Nadar.   Most of the buses from this side are private ones with a fair sprinkling of govt ones from the West Nadar side. With a query on a destination i boarded a private one with a mixed sprinkling of private and not that private individuals. As usual, the bus was at its breakneck speed besieged with commuters of all ages and considerations.

Experience would suggest that in this part of the country the govt buses are more friendly towards traffic rules and if by chance one does not get them then one can go for private transport. The ride lasted exactly an hour intermittent with a long queue on the way as one govt bus had been made to separate from the flowing traffic following intervention of road authorities. THe point where i deboarded with an understanding that railway station was not far should have been followed with an auto ride as walk towards the station suggested that  more queries i made about the same the more distant it looked. The walk to the station illustrated the clinically laid out roads paved with pedestrian passage. Inside the Thrissur station the board showed the train emanating from Kanniyakumari and heading towards Bangalore coming on a platform definitely not one.

Against June 2011 when rains had lashed Thrissur and its roundabouts, this time round it was the bearable heat with barely audible passengers on a platform where the train came on time. INside the coach,those destined to share space with me were two gentlemen; one hailing from THiruvanthapuram and heading towards Bangalore for a meet on teachers and the other guy to go beyond Bangalore in Dharmavaram where he worked in LIC. One had popped a pill post meals and the Dharmavaram guy had a sizeable home cooked meal and both were ready to hit the bed with an added zeal. Before they hit the bed,  the conversation zeroed in on day to day ruptures one comes across and here most were in unison that school fees and school culture had eventually led to courting of a life that had scant regard for peaceful tribe. Lessons as such had to begin at an early stage and any kowtow towards disparaging elements had not to be availed. Morning came with the teacher who had popped a pill remaining out of bounds as far as conversation went and we parted ways with no wow and effort to ever trace.

Gandhi Nagar in Bangalore happenned to be my destination and a sizeable part was spent in the room with a foray here and there to collect a Sudharshan token for Tirumala.  On MOnday i began my journey towards Tirumala with no success in getting a bus that would take me right up to the hills. Opted for a Tirupati bus which eventually i changed at Chittor for a Tirumala one. THe Chittor bus stand  had fewer occupants at that time. S V Fast Foods and the old gentleman at the cash counter were a picture of delight there. The tea from his joint suggested i could go for a repeated dose. Around quarter past two the Chittor-Tirumala trek began with the lady on the window seat disclosing the MPC 10+2 course she was pursuing and Nellore was where she was headed for. Before reaching Tirumala, Tirupati happenned to be the collection point where most who had boarded from KPM getting down and a new set of pilgrims from Kerala boarding the same. It was around 5.30 i reached Tirumala and the stay in Lord Venkateshwara's abode was for three days. 

Walk from Alipiri Gate to Tirumala


Bala Subramaniam , the book seller, who handed me the literature on the Lord in Tirumala.