went in search for a matka (earthen water pot) so that i could have cool water without using the refrigerator, now that summer is here. Went till Marathalli bridge where i (believed, and was told) would find one. After searching through hundreds of street vendors selling socks, school/college bags (seriously, how does one lose a pair of socks so frequently??) and hundreds of acres of HAL-concrete-posing-as-parking-area later, i discovered a pile of earthen ware, but no one to sell them.
The ever-helpful-neighbouring-storekeeper said the pot-owner would be selling only the next day. So, back to home it was, wading through the above-mentioned sights and 'stores' and through a few thousand cigarette shops..
I decided to walk down 5+ km at 2.30 pm..and it turned out to be a good decision. The non-circulating stale air i am forced to breathe in office and the buses had stifled me. An hour walking in the sun and breeze (with little traffic, thanks to it being a saturday and probably since there is some cricket match with india involved going on), i am alive again.
Now, one of the joys of a summer saturday - a quick siesta. :-)
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