You have been driving for hours now, moving through the topsy-turvy of the Desert Mountains. The vast nothingness of the vacuum stares back at you, as you rarely come across any civilization for miles together. While you are overwhelmed with all the adrenaline rush of your journey, a moment will come when you call for a pause for some time and so will your wheels. You will need a ‘Piston Break’.
Frankly speaking, the Raj Indian Restaurant was a matter of accident. For a moment, I had almost escaped it while moving along the Camps Bay Area, but then it was right there staring back at me, from the other side of the road. Finding a little spaces of your own country on a distant land is nothing less than a blessing in disguise.Continue Reading "Raj Indian Restaurant – The Taste of Home on a Distant Land"
The entry to the ‘Asoka Restaurant and Lounge’ on the Kloof Street is rather eerie and dark. A bouncer almost double my size stood at the entry. He gave a hint of smile as he saw me stepping out of the car. Behind him, a large yellow ॐ symbol glowed in the dark, with gentle layers of smoke floating in between. For a moment, I thought I have reached a wrong place, yet, decided to move on, until I could see a dark passage with a muffled music and drum beats on the other side….
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Kolkata has many things that inspire me. The colonial city might have not been through a rapid transition into a modern city, but it is constantly doing so. Every time that I happen to come here, there is something new that exists since the last time. Today, I am at the City Centre Mall, Salt Lake City; one of the bustling neighbourhoods of the city. I am going to the ‘Wow’ momos to find out why they call them ‘Wow’. So join me in..Continue Reading "The ‘Wow’ Momos of Kolkata"