A Loverly Life

This is one of the the best theatre plays I have been to, of late. The all-female cast from the UK put out an astonishing performance, the fourth wall parts were intelligently done, the girls - all four of them - had a lot of energy and passion. The comedy that unveiled itself through the play was very natural, lively and appealing, they even indianised few lines that there was a joke on mysore-pak. Shiny and I liked the girl who played Phoebe's role; she was phenomenal talent and extremely funny. If Shakespeare were alive today, he would have definitley laughed his ass out and all the four girls would have won themselves a seat in his crew. 

Sanjay Manaktala was the host for the evening, incredible with his techie humor. Thankfully Shiny and I weren't sitting in the front row, or there must have been a sea of jokes on the banking system and analytics. Lauren walked on to the stage, in her glittery cocktail dress. It took a good five minutes to get adjusted to her thick British accent, her jokes were cute stories from her Newcastle days to her stay in London; the most heart-warming joke was the one on her deaf nephew. But the real show-stopper was Ahir, the British Indian comic with Gujarati roots - who was fluent with his leftist drunken rant. He spared no one, starting the assault with England to Trump to Portugal to the BJP; he had the entire audience laughing uncontrollably. For a two and a half hour show and comics of this class, a three hundred rupee ticket was way too inexpensive.

Vicky's wedding took us to Trichy. This guy, now living in Atlanta, is my close friend and confidante. Our friendship dates back to the 2006 engineering days, he was one of the first few friends I made in college and we became project partners during final year. Vicky and Poorani make a very beautiful couple, it is truly a pleasant feeling to see your friend tie the triple knot. About attractions in Trichy, the historical Grand Anicut (Kallanai Dam) and the Rock Fort are places one should not miss. The Grand Anicut is the fourth oldest water structure in the world, built in the 2nd century by Karikala Chola. It takes 12 rupees and one hour by bus from the Central Bus Stand to get to the reservoir. We covered the Rock Fort in the night, a 16th century temple built by the Nayaks of Madurai. I have fond memories sitting on top, near the Uchhi Pillyar Temple along with Mum, Dad and Brother and gazing at the city lights - when I was a twelve year old.

Mysore was beautiful, but the drive through Mysore road wasn't. Why would you really need over 50 bumps for a 120 km NH route?