They say ,lucky are the ones who have a tree,right outside their window! Often each other witness the raw emotions, perhaps by the other side of the window. May be they feel like giving a warm hug during their lows,wipe out the tears and a be in the shoes of a silent listener. The one sees other growing old,with seasons changing and with the flavour of each form. Sometimes warm like a sun,even other times like a dead winter cold. They talk in solitude,they stare at each other,they thank each other for existing,at the right place. They don't reveal much about their partnership,you know,they fear about the jinx. They wait eagerly for the fresh beginnings,to a different new story to be shared. May be different from what they have watched from the other side of the window. They slowly merge into one soul,with a common interest. The glass breaks off ,the grills disappear! Quiet sometimes they stare at each other,in a void ,seeking for a validation, without any subject. They ...
So as a part of Blr Hubba,I went on a heritage walk with gully tours with Kartik's shirt and Appu in hand as usual with a camera.I reached a bit late(on time precisely) unlike older times where I would be super early.Its hard to gather all the " Challe Pille' with me and go.I was definitely looking like an activist / journalist. so we started at National College metro station, Basavanagudi from V V puram side on KR road.So Preetika our guide was sweet and she explained about National College.Then we headed to watch some vintage houses ,one was called "Shooting house" which I had seen many times. she explained about Monkey Towers which were a part of 1900s Bangalore architecture which would make monkeys jump a bit hard with its style. Here in the above picture you can see that inverted 'V' kind of thingy,it's called monkey tower.This house was belonging to a doctor and the house opposite was even too vintage and the ...