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Poicha, Gujarat

Poicha is a very small place approximately 170 kms away from Ahmedabad which I had the opportunity to visit very recently. And I am only thankful that I did visit this place. It is a small village actually, then why was I so happy? Because inside this small village there is a place built called ‘Nilkanth Dham’.

It is supposed to be a religious place, but believe me anyone would simply fall for the place, by its grand stature. The pictures that I present here are not half as beautiful as the place itself.

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Apart from the temple there is Sahjanand Universe, a place built for recreation, a water show, a small zoo, a garden and a park, a very small and yet organised science city, mirror palace, and a wide range of things to do.

In short, for me it was a day well spent.

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When I paid extra for a pair of cotton pants!

Last week I was roaming around in a new city, the curious me was trying to find new and local places to shop, exciting places to eat which brought me and my mom to a street with endless options for shopping.

The warm, sunny day was about to get more warm as we started our outing. The street was filled with colourful dresses and endless amount of accessories. You name it and they had it. I am not the fan of roadside shopping, but when I travel I do like to get something which reminds me of that place. And so I dragged my mom along with me that day.

Somewhere down that street we stopped outside a shop which was comparatively more crowded than others, where I liked a pair of cotton pants. Every single person was trying to bargain with the owner of the shop, whom I could yet not see.

Slowly, one after the other the customers went away with only one of them buying something, and then I had the shock of that day. I was waving at the pants hanging outside, trying to know it’s price, when a small child, peeped outside and shouted that it was worth 300₹. That small child who could not have been a day older than 10, seemed to be the owner or the temporary owner of that place.

We asked her if there was any elder person who should have been there, or anyone who we could talk to instead of her, but she constantly said only one thing, “I am here to sell, there is no one else except for me and a younger sister of mine.” We wanted to talk to her more, but she did not want to answer. It seemed we were prying on her life, and new customers were pouring in.

So when she asked, “Do you want to buy it or not? My last price is 290₹?” I took out the money, paid her and bought those pants.

I stopped by my mom at her initial trial of bargain and simply paid 300₹.  The pants weren’t really unique, not that they were branded or something, may be if we would have haggled we might have convinced someone to sell it for 250, but I just didn’t feel like doing it. I felt for a 10 year old trying to make money on a weekday!

 

The Pictures

So my little expedition has some good parts too, and that I am going to show with the unprofessional photos here.

The foodie me will definitely start with the photos of the deliciousness.

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And now comes all the traditional Gujarati accessories, Of course I wouldn’t return without getting something from it.

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The beautiful lake.

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Some pictures from the zoo.

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Birds giving me all kinds of poses

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Some garba dancing to the beats of water drum

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Because it was dear cousin’r birthday: (Or we just needed a reason :-p)
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Me twirling around:

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Well, there is always certain kind of madness with us-

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And yet, I am happy that I am back, in time for Diwali.

 

 

A little Expedition #5

It took me almost 15 days to roughly do some of the arrangements and yet the bride is left with various other shopping. But now that everything else is fixed from the themes, and menu and the bride’s entry and the reception details, I finally booked my return tickets much to my cousin’s despair.

Honestly speaking, one more day here and I could lose my temper now and all the fake smiles and polite answers would be thrown in the dust. And now I literally dread the wedding. If she has become this crazy one month in advance, I don’t know how she is going to behave on the day of her wedding.

But for now I am just glad to return to my home where I can lie peacefully without worrying about some random demand out of the blue.

My return journey was quite the contrary to my previous one, with little adventure in it, and I was happy about it too. I could not deal with it probably being so drenched and out of patience. So with two different connecting flights bouncing and jerking over the turbulent weather, and a local train, I reached my home, to a peaceful environment after a long time.

My mom greeted me with the best of food which I was missing for long now and putting the November wedding out of my mind for now.

A little Expedition #4

The last few days have been a circus in here with really no time to spare. My days have been occupied with shopping for the crazy bride to be and continuous meetings with decorators, caterers, singers, band people, mehndi wali, safa wala and the unending list of people. And her request for not hiring a wedding planner was still constant despite my giving her various contacts with considerably decent contracts. Instead she insists on my staying here till the wedding which is in November. And honest to God, if I did that, I am going to go mad, literally mad.

Apart from the wedding, the best part was the Dandiya nights and the post navratri celebration which were simply put, fantastic. Of course I did not have a big group of friends there to dance with, but I still danced till my legs ached, and I could listen to my own heartbeats over the loudest of drums. And that is what I call Navratri- well spent.

But it was not the end.

A Little Expedion #3

When I said I almost forgot about the purpose of my visit to my sisters place, I wasn’t kidding and then reality hit me hard the next day.

The fresh morning brought news that my dear cousin has fixed people for all work and she just wants me to arrange things and give them ideas. Now this becomes really difficult when you have a decorator but he will be unable to do the required thing or you have a deaigner but his capability stops at a certain point. And she made things really difficult for me.

It took me more than five days to cover up this blunder and yet I am not satisfied with what I have done. To top it all, my cousin, all of a sudden has become the kind of bride who cribs and cries at every petty thing. I never imagined her to be that kind and yet here she was with me, making puppy faces and wanting to be pampered almost all the time. And that is what I am not good at. I mean I could handle brides, but not a cousin who wants to be with her fiance all the time. I mean when am I suppose to do all other arrangements? Obviously I cannot do anything without asking her. And she has very little time for me now!

I have told her that I can be there for a few more days there but then I will have to return. And just at the thought she started her tantrum of very little time and how will she handle everything alone. But honestly, I could not spare anymore time, specially when she doesn’t want to entirely be present.

Though I will make sure that I complete almost all the important arrangements before I leave so that she has less things to worry about.

 

A Little Expedition #2

I thought I was wedding planning here, but as it turned out, it is almost different. My cousin’s wedding is knocking on the door now and I was here just to help her with the arrangements, but now it has become a spree for us instead.

After I reached Ahmedabad via an exceptionally adventurous trip, my cousin joined me here to do some shopping which turned out in an over tiring yet awesome tour around the city.

We did not relax for the whole three days there, roaming around the city, visiting museums; eating every different kind of food we could lay our eyes on and doing the little bit of shopping possible with the left time.

Shopping started with various designer boutiques and mall around the city which basically occupied most of the time, after which we visited the Swaminarayan Museum which is really breath-taking, if I would start writing about the place, I’d probably end up writing pages after pages. I found it amazing. It is a museum devoted to Lord Swaminarayan, where His clothes, and every other daily objects are stored and kept for the public to see. It has 11 halls describing His story with various statues and idols and paintings. The people over there were really friendly and gave us a proper tour around and also, told us the significance of each and every thing.

After the museum we went shopping to the local areas to find some traditional Gujarati clothes and accessories. Again, that was awesome too, such vibrant colours all around, after this followed a drive along the riverfront bridge and a short shopping trip to Laal Darwaja.

The best part of the day was a visit to Manek Chowk leading to n number of cuisines, Italian, Indian, North Indian, South Indian- you name it and we got it there. The second day ended with a delicious kulfi and a chocolate sandwich for dessert.

The third day was a trip around Kakaria Lake, leaving the shopping completely which left us completely engrossed in the awe of the lake and the zoo.

Honestly, by the end of the third day, I almost forgot about what work brought me here.