Dosa at Mani's

"Man's is there" were the first words my mom uttered when we were contemplating that after 10th standard which college I should enroll my self to.Dad is pucca ruprelite and mom...for her its Ruia zindabad. But I had my own choices. Intending to do majors in psychology,Ruparel seemed to be the best and only option. coz in Ruia one could'nt major in psychology. My decision was made and I spent my 5 glorious years in Ruparel, finally graduating in 1st class in psychology.I enjoyed glorious stuff from PRAKASH and ASWAD of dadar but Mani's never left my memory.
In due course of time I pursued my post graduation and later started working,studying simultaneously. It was once when my colleague and very good friend mentioned that she was from ruia that my ears caught the signal. "so have u had dosa from Mani's?" was my first question. "nope. I have had from DP's ..." I was disappointed . "how about we go there once?" my face seemed to light up I guess coz she smiled. "sure" was my overenthusiastic response.
But as fate would have it, something or else used to come up and our plan used to go down the drain.
One fine day however we just decided it at the moment. "lets go today at Mani's" I said. she nodded in agreement.
And this is how we went to Mani's.located at the back end of a building, a bit blackened.. the restaurant or rather a small rather sidey hotel greeted us. Real classy "street standard". undeterred we went in and sat at one of the bit rickety tables. My friend ordered a mysore masala dosa and me...after contemplating much, settled down to sada dosa. my all time favourite. the dosas arrived and we started our feast amidst of unlimited coconut chutney and sambhar. the chutney was usual ground coconut but it was smabhar that caught my attention. different from the usual conventional udpi sambhar, this was amazing. just the right spice and tadka the right consistency and right taste. the dosa was well...a tasty wafer...that somehow managed to stay crispy even if it became cold. not the gnawing leather that we usually get so much mass produced.
Fully satitated and full we headed back, me promising my self that this was the first time but definitely not the last time that I will be at "mani's"

Amazing and not that famous song

This song was recommended to me by my one of the best friends. he said that there was something about this song and wondered why it was not as famous as other songs by the same singer's album "maheroo" sung by jojo

I was hooked on to the song the first time I heard of it. the lyrics were amazing...some portions actually made you weep. and if u are heartbroken u will actually weep.

Incidently this song has least music... there is this this background score that almost songs like a whip lashing. perhaps a mental whip of pain that one gets when one looses someone precious

Kaise jiye hum aa zara dekh le
bhule nahi teri baatein
aakhon mein hain kuch barsatein
pal pal barasti hain...pal pal mera dil jale
Kaise jiye hum aa zara dekh le(2)
dil ko tabah kiya tune yeh kya gunah kiya tune
hijrah ki rut se hum ladte hain baithe bithaye ro padte hain
Aaye the pyar liye...jaan lutake chale
Kaise jiye hum aa zara dekh le
bikre hain is tarah ke simat nahi sake khushiyon se do ghadi hum lipat nahi sake(2)
dard mein doobi apni kahani ujdi ujdi yeh zindagani
mujhko mile yeh kya meri wafah ke silay
Kaise jiye hum aa zara dekh le
bhule nahi teri baatein
aakhon mein hain kuch barsatein
pal pal barasti hain...pal pal mera dil jale

You must be wondering why some sections are in pink rt...these are my favourite parts of the song:)
A freakout for sadness...but amazing lyrics by Faiz Anwar...excellent idea and quality of almost nil music, the style of singing ( as if he is going through the pain himself)

Surely enough this is been added to my already long list of all time favourite songs, I am sure u will like this song too.

Bin bulaya mehman or meherbaan

Days were oftern too bad to continue. toomany emotional tortures and "nanhi si jaan". every thing was tried. Hatred,repent, self effacing and pity, anger, false optimism and carelessness. but nothing worked. the perpetual sadness was still lurking every time happiness tried to touch the life.the mind had become complete numb and nothing could rekindle it. the overall mask of carefree behaviour was tearing rapidly and there was a wonder if teher would be eventual tearful breakdown (an absolute no-no) there were things to be said but to avoid more heart breaks and hurt, the revelations had to be ignored...but how could one ignore a perpetually broken heart?
and it was then it was "baras ja...." rains in november was a treat. it was that treat that wiped the hurt, the helplessness, the pain ,the dispair. just like sudden rains wiped grime off the trees and roads...smile was formed...life was not that bad afterall..

it was the rains that made the heart swell in some unknown peace...something that was asked for came just so suddenly...just like rains in november