😀 I loved this sign. Totally clear. Badly spelled. But totally clear.
This is a shrine in Anegundi, Karnataka (across the Tungabhadra river from Hampi) where long-suffering parents who were worried about their still single (stubborn) kids came to ask the goddess for help. If you donated a statue in the image of your child and placed it just so, apparently they’d get hitched pronto. And the four of us single women took in this view and digested the tale and laughed.
Run, run for your lives. There’s something in the milk!
C’mon, it looks like a mini Spock! What were they thinking? Is this what will happen to us if we drink their milk/energee/lassi? Yikes!
And who dressed him? Where did they even find the outfit?
Have you seen this yet? Know where it is? Post a comment and share 😉
Literally. In the sun.
Do you recognize the place? I’ll give you a hint: It’s not in Maharashtra 🙂
Yes, for one day only, ladies, gentlemen, there’s a tootalz sale on tootally everything.
And, gasp, it’s the name of the store.
*facepalm* What were they thinking???
But “diffencer”? Now that’s a new one. I’m beyond baffled. I’m … my brain is in a knot. I need to rest. Tootal rest.
Tootles, everyone 😉
P.s. Test your Mumbai GK: do you know where this is?
House warmings are such fun to attend. Invariably everything isn’t quite in place yet, the host/hostess can’t find the glasses or the bottle opener; the person who was to bring the ice is stuck in traffic; decorations aren’t up yet… but this one I went to recently was much better put together. They even managed to keep this lit for a good … uh, 5 minutes? Pretty, no? And symbolic, I thought – beginnings, ends, all looping around each other.
Look at that hair. do you see it? Do you? Do you? I spotted her one morning in Mumbai traffic, walking with grace in a simple, clean, ironed saree with a matching blouse. And shoes. Nothing about her suggested mendicant or even very poor. But that hair … woah! I want to know the story behind it. I really, really do!
Spotted this in delhi. We were on its right, then its left. The van was absolutely unmarked. Nothing differentiated it from any other white van. Then when we were behind it, we found it offers some salvation. To the IRONING WORLD. But … that was all they wrote. I want more information.
Have you seen this van?
What are these mysterious solutions they offer to the “ironing world”?
(And what is the ironing world?)
Right then, so if YOU know what the Gita Champions League is, you have to tell me. I, too, want to ‘discover the Arjuna in [me]. Seriously! I passed this poster near Worli – but didn’t see anyone to ask.
I’m dying to know … can we see archery fights? Like the TV Mahabharat of yore? Oooh, that would be exciting. Maybe at the Ram Leela Maidan!
Can I dress up too? Is there training?
Like a watercolor, no? Marine Drive in a sudden gust and storm. Riding the waves, yeah!