While elders were queuing up for a taste of the miraculous south Indian dishes at Taaza Thindi in Bangalore, this young man oblivious of the drooling world surrounding him, found a seat to polish off his dosa (potato mash inside rice flour wrap with coconut chutney) in peace. A dosa is best eaten with the hands; it is rather tough with knife and fork.
Taaza Thindi is a restaurant in Bangalore to rave about with very reasonable prices. People queue up on weekends and even week days to get at the dosas, vadas and idlis.
The coconut seller shouts something like ‘Kreey’ and attracts customers. If he gets a buyer he stops chops the head of the coconut, inserts a straw and offers fresh, cool coconut water on the spot. This gentleman was attracting customers of Taaza Thindi in Jayanagar, Bangalore.
Television is such a big part of daily schedules that its disruption sends my life for a six. In Bengaluru the Sun during the late monsoons comes out rarely. The pleasant breeze is marvelous but the Sun is kept under covers by the clouds.
The above signal is common for Satellite television reception.
My first view of Bengaluru blue sky in ten days. It has been cloudy and raining intermittently. No one seems bothered by the absence of sunlight. The weather is humid turning pleasantly cool at night. A nice breeze blows all the time and it is blissful sitting under the trees.