Guest Post- Hyderabad Tales by Romila

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This post is written by Novemberschild aka Roms who blogs at Novemberschild.com is a doctorate by education, writer and editor by profession. She loves fashion, shoes, bags and food. For her, gadgets are simply sexy and she is always found with her Ipad. She likes to relax with a cup of hot chocolate or chilled soda with a book or watching movies or listening to music under a starry night. She is a certified homebody when the moment calls for it but at the same time she loves to get out and explore from time to time. And not to miss out, she is genuinely a fun person and very friendly. You can reach her on twitter @romspeaks.

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Hyderabad –the city of pearls, biryani and Nizams is one of the largest cities and important trade center of India. Founded in 1589 by Sultan Mohammed Quli as royal capital, is now the state Telangana and Andhra Pradesh’s joint capital since 2014. Hyderabad’s 400 year old history is linked inextricably with romance and intensity.

 

The capital city is well connected by air, train and roadways. The city is on the global air atlas with direct flights from all over the metros of the world landing on its runway.

 

The city is at its best between September-February when the temperature ranges between 15 degrees to 30 degrees, otherwise its hot temperature having been known to touch 45 degrees in late May. Cottons are a comfortable option through the year to wear.

 

Telugu, Hindi and English are widely used, the latter in a dialect called Dakhni.

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The city is famous for its Biryani but that’s not all. Andhra food is as hot as the weather while traditional Hyderabadi cuisine is spicy and oily. Must eats here are Hyderabadi Dum Biryani, Andhra Chicken Curry, Lukhmi, Irani Chai, Qubani Ka Meetha, Double Ka Meetha and Osmania Biscuits.

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The old city is built on the either side of Musi River. The newer city and twin city Secunderabad is on the north of Hyderabad on the shores of Hussain Sagar Lake. Stone bridge on the Musi River stands even today as testimony of a love that endured between the prince of Golconda Quli Qutub Shah and Bhagmati, the Hindu courtesan.

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In the old walled city is the huge triumphal arched gate – Charminar, built in 1591 to celebrate end of plague in the city. The building made up of stone and mortar rises nearly 50 meters above its base. The monument is titled at 10 degree angle in order that it can face the direction of Mecca. Next to it is Mecca Masjid one of the largest mosques in the world. It can house 10,000 worshippers.

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The ruins of Golconda Fort are 10km west of the city, build of granite, the fort covers a whole hillside. It served as a diamond market for nearby mines for many years. 50mintues light and sound show recounts the splendid history of the fort every evening. To this day, visitors will find the cannon balls that were once stacked at the gates. One mile away from Golconda Fort is 12 doorway pavilion called Taramati Baradari, where immortal love story between Abdullah Qutub Shah – 7th sultan of Golconda and Taramati – Hindu danseuse began.

 

Hyderabad has many museums and colleges. Osmania University is the best of its 3universities outstanding libraries are state central library and oriental manuscript library. On the southern banks of Musi River stands the Salarjung Museum, world’s biggest 1man collection museum. It houses 43,000 art objects, 50,000 books and 9000 manuscripts dating as far as back to 1 century AD. The State Archeological Museum built-in 1920 is example of Indo-Saracenic architecture is divided into Buddhist, Brahmical and Jain galleries, numismatics and Ajanta galleries. There is an Egyptian mummy preserved here which is another riveting factor.

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Laad bazaar in the old city was the hub of all trade in pearls and precious stones. Today it is the house of 1000’s of shops retailing famous lac bangles, crusted with stones in psychedelia of colors. The bazaar is famous for bridal wear and fashion accessories. On the streets of this market, stores are loaded with ittars [perfumes], ittardaan, zari, surma, surmadaan, spices, mehndi, velvet, bidri crafts, silver filigree and kalamkari prints. The most famous pearl market by which Hyderabad is called is at Pathergatti near to Charminar.

 

In the new city one can find host of Multinational Companies who operate from the city, substantiates the multi-ethnic, adaptable and safe nature of the city. The companies that have development centres in the city are Microsoft, Accenture, ADP, Amazon, Bank of America, Computer Associates, Convergys, Dell, Deloitte, Franklin Templeton, GE, Google, Hewlett-Packard, Hyundai, IBM, Motorola, Oracle SAP AG, UBS AG, Verizon, Virtusa and major Indian IT Corporations such as HCL, Mahindra Satyam, Infosys, Wipro, Patni Computer Systems, Cognizant Technologies, Tata Consultancy Services, Polaris, Infotech Enterprises also function from here.

 

Apart from being major hub for the information technology industry in India, is home to the world’s largest film studio, the Ramoji Film City and the Telugu Film Industry, the second-largest in India called as Tollywood. It is also a sporting destination with plentiful sporting venues. The largest IMAX 3D Theatre with powerful projector in the world with24 optical focus is Prasads IMAX along with 4D Simulator is in Hyderabad. Inox, PVR Cinemas, Cine Planet, Cinemax, BIG Cinemas and Talkie Town are some other multiplexes in Hyderabad.

 

The city is infused with culture and its soul beats with echo of its magnificent past. It embraces everyone with warm affability. Hyderabad is truly one of the cities which make India proud.

 

 

Adieu to Obama

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Passing the baton needs the best of skills as a relay runner. More than the running prowess, that everybody else might be having, it is the panache with which one passes the baton, makes a runner stands apart. And this skill has made or broken the greatest of teams.

Would Obama go into the history as the one who failed to pass on the baton properly. Writing this on the eve of presidential elections, which has arguable created a furore and attention, which no other presidential race had created, may be with the exception of Nixon V/s Kennedy.

The big difference between Nixon v/s Kennedy and the present fight is that, the former was a choice between two equally good candidates, whereas the latter becomes a choice between two equally bad ones.

With the FBI upping its ante against Hillary, one clearly gets a doubt whether the President was so much unaware of Hillary’s money making spree under the guise of Clinton foundation using her powers as secretary of state?

At least the President could have used his discretion in democratic party to prevent her candidature.

Grand old party’s dalliance with a maverick womaniser has spoiled the party’s image forever, not to speak of the damage done to Brand America.

In this goof up of both parties, what gets spoiled is the name of one of the best orator Presidents and finest human beings.

Obama would not be counted like a Reagan or a Kennedy as a great President, but would be ever remembered as a great humanist alongside the likes of Washington and Abraham Lincoln.

I would always love you Mr. Obama, the world will certainly miss the poised President Obama. Good Bye.

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#BlogBuddy – real Chuddy-Buddy Dosts

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They say the best friends are the ones we have during our tender ages. In Hindi there is a word to qualify such a friend- Chuddy-Buddy Dost. Yes such friends are nostalgic and hard to forget. The innocent friendships. Thanks to orkut then and facebook now, many of these friends are in touch these days. The initial euphoria is worth it when these friends hook up after twenty or thirty or even forty years. But thereafter dies the euphoria. What should middle aged talk with their chaddi-vaddi friends after the initial hi and wow?

Then we have the college friends. Adventures to share galore. The first booze or the bottoms up party, the first hookah bar, the first brothel house, the first love letter. The friendship was colourful, and the memories remains so. Again facebook brings them together may be after a decade long oblivion. “Those were the days” talk. Okay, but the days are over. Back to reality. Short tempered boss, nagging wife, naughty children, month end financial acrobatics. The friendship talk is over.

Oh, here comes the office colleagues, shall we say friends? Friends to talk office gossip, pull each other’s legs for that promotion. Masks, masks everywhere. Bonding over cigarettes, drinks or sales meets. I’ve seen many friendships bloom but go bust much faster. They were all payslip friends.

Finally, here comes the fraternity who shares the same love. The love for words. A fraternity who lights up the otherwise boring evenings. A plethora of subjects to ponder on. Articles which provoke thinking. Travelogues which takes us there. Real life experiences which touches our soul. Romances that takes the reader to eternity.

#BlogBuddy is here to chat all along to the heavens.

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Book Review- All of us in our own lives by Manjushree Thapa

Only Lady-authors can communicate heavy social issues through the finesse of family lives. I have been observing the Nepali brethren in our company premises and therefore could fully empathise with the author was trying to convey. It is heart-breaking to see they being mistreated in India. Life has been always an uphill task for the small nation, the struggle seems to increase as the times pass by.

Having said that, this novel is what we say a fine piece of art, taking us through various lives that capture the wholesome pulse of Nepal. Reminds me the novel “Inheritance of Loss” of Kiran Desai, in which she captures the life of Gorkha movement in Darjeeling. Also similar to “Lowland” of Jhumpa Lahiri, in which she encapsulates the essence of Naxal movement. I have become a fan of lady-authors, wherein they make you think through subtle hints about real issues.
Manjushree Thapa may be the next in line, after Arundhati,Kiran and Jhumpa…

https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1743107786

 

Manes of a Queen

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Manes reminiscent of a queen

Shines amidst the sunshine

Smiles light up a million hearts

Glance that pales a thousand Watts

Desire is thy name

Delight in your fame

Stroll like a wave

Still like a dove

Nod your beauty is a craft

God sure is a man of art

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Ra Ra Rasputin

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Boney M was the undisputed Kings and Queens of Pop in the late seventies and early eighties before the storm called Michael Jackson decimated them. But there was a time when POP meant either BoneyM or Abba. Those NRIs who smoked 555s and Dunhills also flashed Cassettes and Gramophone discs of BoneyM to prove to us country Indians that they have evolved.

Based on a German folklore about a Russian peasant, a popular number which took the world by storm was Rasputin. The story of Rasputin goes like this. A peasant who got into the good books of Nicholas-2 the Czar during world war-1, he soon became the right hand of the monarch. The corridors of power was as always corrupt. People obviously got vexed with him and the storm of Bolshevik revolution was building up. People found fault with Rasputin for misleading the emperor ,squandering resources on war when citizens were dying of famine.

The rumours got around about his sexual escapades with none other than the queen, among many other rumours about his unending quests to quench his libido. Finally with the supposedly nod from the king Rasputin was poisoned to the utter dismay of the umpteen ladies who wailed his deaths openly.

Fast forward nine decades and we have his incarnation in Vladimir Putin. His escapades are galore be it the Chinese first lady or the numerous ladies the world over who would go weak on the knees. And there are many terrorists the world over who shiver on their knees when they hear his name. Be it the American Presidential Election being rigged with cyber attacks or the Billion dollar crude deal with China, Putin rightfully grabs the sobriquet of the most powerful person on the planet pipping Barack Obama to the post.

Desh ki neta kaise ho, Vladimir Putin Jaise ho! His fan club is increasing with the likes of Donald Trump and Narendra Modi.

Good Going Vladimir Putin, hope you do not perish like your name sake.

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Quiz Time

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It was in the late eighties that television took the Indian society by storm, through the Ramayans, Hum Logs and Chitrahaars. I was a starry eyed teenager then. Other than the Asian Games and the subsequent Cricket frenzy unleashed by Kapil’s devils, there was nothing that caught my imagination in the idiot box.

I remember having coming third in a state level quiz competition while I was in the 7th Standard. The prize was a quiz book which I cherish even now, that is, after thirty three years. Henceforth the word quiz and the thrill it gives to me while I could answer the questions, especially the ones nobody else had a clue about.

Sidhartha Basu’s Quiz Time was a national level inter-collegiate quiz which evoked much interest in me. Though majority of the questions were Greek to me, I enjoyed the enthusiasm of the participants. I still remember the finals between R.A. Podar college and St. Thomas College, and even shed tears when the Thrissur team lost.

Sidharta Basu kept on inspiring me later through the mastermind series. The Keiretsus of Japan was the subject I chose when years later I took this challenge writing my prelims in IIM Ahmedabad. The Derek O Brians, the Rajdeep Sardesais or the Pick Brain Balas are not a match for the quintessential Basu.

Today, myself hosting a weekly quiz in my company, to evoke interest in the colleagues for quizzing, I believe I’m doing it as a homage to the great quiz master Sidhartha Basu.

I wish I could go all the way back to the eighties to enjoy that Quiz Time sponsored by Amul Chocolates – A gift for someone you love.

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