I wrote this piece for Digantik.com in 2005.

Neither at the reasonably comfortable hotel room at Parvatipuram, nor when I am at the base camp of the team that takes a periodic trip to the hilly villages with the Mandal Revenue Officer some 18 kilometres from the town, does the realization of where we are going dawn on me. It is only when the jeeps can no longer cross the ditches and our path started getting ever more vertical that ‘the walk’ started. Our luggage, mostly containing edibles and filming equipment, was unloaded and the officials who we were travelling with led the way to what was to be the destination of our lifetime.

There is a bloggers’ meet coming. Below is the address.

Shop No. 14/15,Gagangiri Premises Building,Ground Floor,Carter RoadBandraMumbai-52

That’s to say Carter Road, Cafe Coffe Day, Mumbai.

Metroblogging Mumbai: Mumbai Meetup, January 31st

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No really. Doesn’t the traditional way of doing it have something to do with chewing and swallowing? Who on Mars cares how you get to that stage? Personally, I have never been one of the masters of soo-aaa-vve. Forget about clean and mess-free handling of the spoon, fork, chopsticks, knives (and god knows what else they put next to the food to see what you can manage with your hands), getting those oversized burgers to fit in my mouth without slurping and splattering their ill-packed innards all over my civilized company is challenge enough.

Been thinking about bad people. No one particular really. Just bad people in general. Are they for real? Remember the looks of disbelief on people’s faces when they encounter ‘bad’ people? Most of us have difficulty believing that someone can be “so mean” or selfish. I am not talking about the meekest of us either. Even those who swear the world went to the dogs years ago don’t escape this effect.