Random...

Mysore looks beautiful over the weekend...
The town is clad in lights and decorations.
As we joined the huge crowd occupying the palace grounds to see the majestic palace adorned in light bulbs(they say around 96,000 of them), we all exclaimed the same thing..."We have read about Dassara in Mysore in our social studies books..and here we are, at the palace!"
The crowd was splendid too, unlike the crowd of Kerala. ( Ok, I am not generalizing, but every single time I have tried to board a crowded bus or join a crowd back in Kerala, I have had bad taste!). We did not have a single bad experience(touchwood!) moving along with the crowd for a pretty long time.


I knew, after watching the great adventures and skills on TV, the mediocre performance of the circus people are not going to enthrall me. Every time they put up a performance and end with the charming smile, I was reminded even more of the dreadful stories and articles about the circus camps. I wonder if they still hold true, but if they are, it must be pretty hard for them to put up that smile at the end of their performance. And for me, the thought that I was able to exclaim a word of wonder and say wow, as I saw the trapeze acts and the bikers in the death well consoled me....I still haven't lost it all.. The magic blessing to get wondered and be amused.