Hyderabadi Biryaani !!

Cmon guys!! How can I let this stupid blog die a slow death. A calm n lazy sunday afty in my friends relative house was enough to trigger my blog cells in my half dead brain.

Thanks to my friends buks reception, me and bancho landed in Hyderabad (plz excuse my friends' nicknames, i cant even explain what they mean, as otherwise i would have to rate this blog R or less exaggeratedly with 'parental guidance'). My cozin living in Hyd, the love bird he is, rightly decided to fly to Bangalore; So I decided its better to put up at my friends relative, who being wonderful hosts accommodated me willfuly. Me, in my right sense refused to show any modesty and unashamedly didn't turn down an offer to have timely tasty food and filter coffee every session of the day :P

So we land in hyd airport, which by the way is bloody impressive and rightly so they charge mega 500rs as user development fee. We take this ac airbus and my friend plugged me into gult radio mirchi songs. It was lol max to hear "loose ammayi loose ammayi loose ammayiiiiiiiii", a literal word by word translation of the hit simbu song "Lossu penne" ;-) Bancho gave a warning that if at all by chance we see tense group of people, just shout 'jai telengana!!' and get the hell out. So much so for freedom of speech. Neways, that issue is not for now.

The first auto we see after getting outta bus, the auto wala mistook us for outsiders and charged a bomb of 90rs and refused meter. Mistake poyindhi :P he was in for shock when bancho revealed his super stardom, by reeling out Balakrishna like dialogues in pristine telugu. Auto wala immediately put meter n didn't speak for the rest of journey. The fare was 33rs and we gave 40. I will forever be grateful to bancho for saving my share of 25 bucks which is essentially my one plate of omelette back in Mumbai office canteen. Moral of story - cliched but true !! learn to be a roman while in rome.

We arrive at relatives house and greeted by my not so good friend from the 5 sense family - DOG. Strangely this one was better of those experienced till date and i even managed to rub his furry back. I was uneasy for a while though as occasionally i got a few stares from him, but then i got to know from the family that i have mistakenly occupied his sofa, where he tents peacefully. One pampered 'Goldie' he is.

As expected we got the first of many such super hot filter coffees to follow. One hour from then sema tasty-hot puris and aalu bhajji, and how can I forget the home made kesari cakes with kaju topping (WoW is the word to describe it !! still drooling as I write this). I took a much needed bath for the benefit of all ;-) and surprisingly one major zzzzzzzzzzzzzz...leeeeeeep session overtook me. I was awaken by uncle who literally had to tempt me with lunch to get me outta bed.

VINTAGE 'MELONA' FAUX PAS: During lunch, I kept telling them the coconut mixed beans is excellent. Uncle asked me twice do I want the beans more. And for the third time he spilled the beans, that it is snake guard. LOL maxxxx moment, for others atleast. He then, as a sweet host made me feel less embarrassed by narrating a story where one of his friends mixed beetroot halwa in to rice thinking it is 'achaaar', just because its red in color.

to be continued....