Love Letters

I was blog-hopping today, and found something interesting on http://visithra.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-want-love-letters-p.html#comments

I Googled and got a nice article and recipe for this delicacy.
http://www.tourismpenang.gov.my/page.cfm?name=lc09s

Looking at the recipe, I think love letters would be extremely tasty. I don't know whether I can get these in Hyderabad. People in Madras can find out whether "Pelita Nasi Kandar" (the Malaysian restaurant in Pondy Bazaar) serves this. The person who finds out and informs me first is entitled to a Love Letter (in case PNK makes it) when I come home (Madras).

Kuih Kapit means Cupid in Malay. I guess, every new year(Chinese), Malaysians eat a lot of these and try to make sure that Cupid strikes them at least that year.

Cheers

~Ab

Waiting- Afield at Dusk

I have always loved Robert Frost's poems for the depth in meaning and the beautiful description of nature and natural phenomena. The first Frost Poem I read was "Mending Wall" and the next was "The Road not Taken". Both these are counted among the best pieces of English poetry.

Recently, I was going through one of his collections called "A Boy's Will" and I read this poem called "Waiting- Afield at Dusk". This poem is beautifully scripted and the description of dusk and twilight is wonderful. The theme, "Waiting", is interesting and I think the last two lines of the poem are the best.

Waiting- Afield at Dusk

WHAT things for dream there are when spectre-like,
Moving among tall haycocks lightly piled,
I enter alone upon the stubble field,
From which the laborers’ voices late have died,
And in the antiphony of afterglow 5

And rising full moon, sit me down
Upon the full moon’s side of the first haycock
And lose myself amid so many alike.
I dream upon the opposing lights of the hour,
Preventing shadow until the moon prevail; 10

I dream upon the night-hawks peopling heaven,
Each circling each with vague unearthly cry,
Or plunging headlong with fierce twang afar;
And on the bat’s mute antics, who would seem
Dimly to have made out my secret place, 15

Only to lose it when he pirouettes,
And seek it endlessly with purblind haste;
On the last swallow’s sweep; and on the rasp
In the abyss of odor and rustle at my back,
That, silenced by my advent, finds once more, 20

After an interval, his instrument,
And tries once—twice—and thrice if I be there;
And on the worn book of old-golden song
I brought not here to read, it seems, but hold
And freshen in this air of withering sweetness; 25

But on the memory of one absent most,
For whom these lines when they shall greet her eye.

6 Guys, 3 Bikes and the Road to NALSAR

On Wednesday, at around 11:30 pm, 5 of my colleagues and I decided to go on bikes to a law college called NALSAR on bike. This place is about 30 km away from our place and we did not know the route. We only knew that it was off Karimnagar highway, so we asked our friends and set out.

We usually go on such rides to Hi-Tech city and ISB which are only about 10 km and 18 km away, respectively, from our place. This time we planned to go on a longer ride, to a new place.

We wore t-shirts with flimsy jackets (which actually saved us some suffering) because we did not think it would be as cold as it turned out to be. The temperature was around 4 Degree Celsius. It was that cold because most of the route falls under army area, which is full of trees, and rest of the route was quite densely forested.

We really felt the pinch and since it was pretty late, even tea shops weren't open. At one Dhaba, we thought we would get tea, but they told us that they were closed. So we just took a break for about 10 minutes and started again. When we reached NALSAR, we tried calling our friends but some of their phones were switched off and some others weren't on campus that night. So we just hung around at the gate and got back. Whenever we started after a break we felt the pinch of the cold. It was a tough ride but we had great fun, singing throughout and cracking jokes (mostly pj).

The road is great but the lighting is not sufficient. If it hadn't been very cold or if we had been better prepared, we would have enjoyed it even more. Nevertheless it was a great trip and in the end we realized that it was worth the effort.

Then, on our way back we stopped at an all-night bread-omelette shop in the city and had hot bread-omelettes and tea. Then we came back and had a good night's sleep.

These rides are interesting because you can have fun and at the same time get to know how to prepare for longer journeys.

I had a great time and hope to visit NALSAR more often especially because I have heard that the Shameerpet Lake, which is near the campus, is quite scenic.

Cheers

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