|Astride Aryan in Mahabaleshwar|
Rode on the back of Aryan led by one Shahrukh – the irony wasn't lost on me. No, really. Aryan took me to two prominent views of Mahabaleshwar while Shahrukh his master, studying in eighth standard walked beside him. I like to sit astride a horse and watch things from a height, gives one a feeling of freedom. The sturdy Aryan bore my weight easily, though he had to goaded by pokes and beatings with a twig from Shahrukh. Shahrukh tells me that there's no business in the months of June, July, August and September. So I gave him a handsome reward for a one-and-a-half hour ride around the scenic spots and the market in the morning.
Hotel Gautam in Mahabaleshwar is good in an old-world kind of way, structure made of stone, terraced rooms built on a cliff abutting the valley. Only the mobile thingy didn't work. That reminded me how we are dependent on these gadgets and I was planning to lug my laptop along. So no blogging happened for two days. But I am back.
Let me take you down
Cos I am going to
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about.
Yes Mahabaleshwar is famous for strawberry and I saw a strawberry field and visited Mapro where they make strawberry jam, sweets and even chocolates. Wish I had a longer stay so I could relish – yes, literally – the place a bit more. I am going back there, for sure.