Recently I happend to visit necklace road. As it rained heavily in the city, hussain sagar looks gorgeously dangerous. I took some pictures around this place. Though I have some intererior pictures of eat street, there are so many strangers, close up faces, I am scared anybody may come and complain that because of me they were caught by their parents :P. We anyway I have included some non-detailed picture which are more focused on showing the beauty around the lake. If you happend to find yourself in, please let me know for any editing :) Over all, I really enjoyed this evening. Lot of people, lot of greenery, and water.

This one is to cover the kids play ground beside eat street.

A lonely bird, bathing ?

You can see, eat street, birla temple, prasdaz…

I found some enthusiastic people, surfing in the lake, regatta time…

Rocks at far end of the lake, as the end comes closer, they may end one day.

Under the wood…

You can see the temple, as the Lord sees everything under.

Bulge of water.

Direction changed…

The lawn…

The green…

The road…

Eat streat from out side.

This is shameless tree or a lucky tree ?

Boating this time would be more fun coz there is more water, and most of it got freshed up in the rains.

Titanic…

Eat street looked from far across the spaces and distances…

Kids like it a lot…

Patterns…

A little big view…

My buddy, Devis.

They are chosen…

That was the evening of the day when the three day long rain started. I gave my bike in the morning in a servicing center thinking I could collect it in the evening. I thought I could go by auto to the bike servicing center and wrrroooom out to my home. My plight started when I started tryng to stop autos. They come near to me, stop by my side, when I tell the destination they just says no and goes way. I stopped more than 25 autos if they can take me from panjagutta to erragadda but in vain. Helplessly I walked all the way to ameerpet, I couldnt get any auto there either. It was raining badly, though I like it to get wet in the rain, my problem was as I mentioned I had to get my bike out of that place for next day. I finally I resorted to try city bus. Hmmmm…. you know it. They are hell on the wheels. Or they are hells on the wheels. :P. I mean not to blame anything or anybody for I know how the things in hyderabad works. Finally at my rescue, there came a bus, the district service one, which goes to zaheerabad, Fortunately he stopped and called if anybody interested to get in. Yes I was. so I got in. It was 7.30pm. You want to know? I was in all this heck of the things since 6pm. I got a doubt, if those guys were there or not. So, being I am clever, clever or experiences of this kind ? whatever, I gave a call to the service guys, and they said they were closed and I would have to wait until next morning. But mean time, I took the ticket to erragadda which is 5/- now I have to go to Kukatpally, and ticket for that is 9/-. This bus also a little crowdy, and I would have to upgrade my ticket from 5/- to 9/-. What do you think? did I or I didnt ? ……. you right, I didnt. LIght teesukunna ( i took it light ). Though something is pointing right on me and telling “you stupid you are not this”. I just subdued it. And finally, I got down in KKP, with 5/- which I thought was 70/- to reach back home. :P. It was funny to me. I enjoyed the journey, though a little time was wasted. But I reached home in time, as “chakravakam chakravakam chakravakam… enduko naaku ee asalu….” hahahaha… I cant help, I have to watch this serial, coz every body else will kill if I try to switch to something else.

Place: A busy road of hyderabad
Time: 6′O Clock in the evening

(Pink text refers to girls’ convo)

“Hey,C’mon..Quick..Chase..Lemme have a look..How beautiful! Gorgeous!!”
“Oh!My God!If you drive like this we miss the entire thing..” “Ah ah…Left…Left….” Speed up man!…” “Oh..my!!”

“Hehe…Did you see? Those two guys on the yellow bike are following us…”
“These guys have no work at all…Just fill in the fuel and chase beautiful,smart looking gals like us…”
“Yup..U r right!…U just see… I’ll speed up our scooter…We gals are always ahead of these kind of guys…”
“And we’ll teach’em a lesson!!…”

“Oh.shit! C’mon..gear up…” Okkkk.Okk…”

“”Ooooo..ha…haha…” “buhahahaaaah…”

“Hey hey..Red signal!! We’re lucky…lala la la la…….”

“”OMG…Caught us…naughty guys…..”

“Wow! How lovely! What a style….Beautiful …Spectacular!!!……Loved da front side and rear side too… Heavens, I love this car! How’s it,mate?”

“????????” “!!!!!!!!” “??????”

Roads resemble puddles of water.
Low-lying areas, even worse.

Continuing with the tread of weird weather this summer, its been unusually cold over the past couple of weeks and this last 3 days its been raining continuously. Most of the state of Andhra Pradesh is affected by this consistent downpour for the past week.
Rivers are overflowing. Some districts are flooded.
Most reservoirs are full and are reaching alarming levels threatening the low-lying areas on the other side of the dams. Its a combination of monsoons with a cyclonic storm and black clouds are just up there and been pouring and pouring.
As far as Hyderabad is concerned, the road i use to go to work has suffered a lot of damage. cracks and break s have surfaced all over the place. It is very difficult driving as there is water everywhere an dyou dont know where is the break or a deep crack in the road.
Thankfully there hasnt been much wind, so electricity seems to largely unaffected in most parts of the city.

I wanted more rain(for the farmers) in this blog few weeks ago. Now I want it to stop. Enough already.

I was walking in the parking lot of a big commercial complex,Hyderabad..Saw a man sitting relaxedly on a Hero Honda bike with his one leg stretched on the seat and the other on the front wheel.He was immersed in talking over a mobile phone..
I approached him and said,”Excuse me! Howmuch mileage does this bike give?”
He got somewhat disturbed,changed his sitting position and stood up, answering me, “Errrr…I don’t own dis bike….”
I smiled at him,reached my bike keys from my jerkin and put the key in the ignition slot of my bike,saying,”It’s Okey..no problem,dude…”