Everyday Adventures

What felt like a chore actually turned out to be an adventure.

A few mornings ago I had to take my daughter to the dentist. The day was cold, the skies were grey and it was raining. It made the winter day look even more uninviting.

Well, we started and took the local bus. The second best way to move around in this popular North Indian hill station of Shimla is the bus. The best way is to walk. Umbrellas firmly under our arms, we stepped down the bus at the Lift on Shimla’s arterial Cart Road. The Lift, which is actually a couple of lifts, takes people up to the famous Mall Road which is the hub of the city. Normally this place sees serpentine queues and I prefer the best option, of walking up the steep trails and stairs. The dentist we needed to see was in the Dental College and Hospital, attached to the prestigious Snowdon Hospital, now rechristened as the Indira Gandhi Medical College and Hospital.

We were the only passengers in the normally very crowded lift and when we reached the top, voila! the road was uncrowded too, owing to the early morning and the bad weather. It seemed as if we had the place to ourselves. The lift exit is right opposite the large Indira Gandhi Sports Complex and there are many food fests, book exhibitions here the year round.

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Walking on was exhilarating without having to avoid the numerous tourists and locals. I clicked the empty benches where I usually look anxiously to find a space to sit.

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Benches waiting to be sat on

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Mall Road

The road leading down to the largest market, the Lower Bazaar, was enticing. Not many shops were open, just the ones selling liquor! Ah! People get up that early for a drink!

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Leading down to the Lower Bazaar

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The as-yet uncrowded Lower Bazaar

A little further on, we took the upper road to the Ridge and were rewarded by our first view of the Christ Church and St. Michael’s Cathedral. It is probably the most photographed place on the Ridge and can be seen from miles around.

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Christ Church

There were some limpid pools after the rain and the nature spots looked inviting.

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Limpid pools

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Grey Skies

We reached the magnificent Ridge maidan.

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Ridge

Crossing it, we took the road to the famous shopping destination of Lakkar Bazaar, full of colour, interesting artefacts and knick knacks.

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Shop till you drop

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Roller Skating Rink Building

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Magnificent Views

After a few minutes and a bend in the road was the hospital, catering to thousands from across the state on any given day. It is easily the medical helpline for the people in this hill state.

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Snowdon Hospital

Our work done, we retraced our steps, holding on to our umbrellas as they almost flew off in the strong gusts of wind. I wished I could photograph that, even though we were drenched!

Time for a hot snack of momos before we caught the bus home.

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Momos at the Bakery

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Yummy Sweets here

Hot food rounds off this adventure.

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24 Comments

      1. Its the first attempt that is always the most challenging… πŸ™‚
        Once you start, you have your territory…
        You just have to build up the forts and the castles πŸ˜€
        Good reading the photo essay πŸ™‚

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      1. Watched it when it came out, and every other night after that :D. Haha, ooh, i was addicted to bollywood at one point. All thanks to Zeetv. I actually don’t require subtitles now, I can understand but speakin is a bit difficult tho.

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    1. Thank you Pawan for visiting and giving your views. I usually click pictures on the Mall but hardly anything can be seen other than people πŸ™‚ this was a rare opportunity.
      Yes, I too love the trees. There are so many of these bare trees at this time of the year. I guess a fortnight of warm weather and we would have greenery around.

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  1. Thank you for taking us with you! India is on my list of places to visit. I lived with an Indian family (here in the States) for 6 months when I was in grad school. My friend’s father asked me to stay with his wife and daughter (my friend) while he went back to India for business and to interview potential husbands. They were fairly progressive–he came back with several resumes and allowed her to choose which to meet.Then I house-sat while they went back to India for the summer and for the marriage. Loved your pictures–hopefully someday I’ll get to see some of those sites in person! πŸ™‚

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    1. Thank you for appreciating! I do wish you would be able to come over and enjoy your visit.
      It is so interesting to know of your association with an Indian family. It must have been a different experience to stay with them and understand the culture.
      I almost chuckled when I read about how the husband was chosen for your friend. That was exactly how I was married. That is how it happens for the majority in urban India. πŸ™‚

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      1. It was definitely an education. Once, I brought a couple of male friends over to watch a video (not realizing it would be a problem, since they were simply friends)…that didn’t go well. πŸ™‚

        I enjoyed Indian movies quite a bit. My friend translated as we watched; it was a lot of fun. We recently got back in touch and she’s still happily married. πŸ™‚

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      2. I can understand the male friends being a problem. I would have advised against it πŸ™‚
        Good to know your friend is happily married. Contrary to expectations, most such ‘arranged’ marriages do very well.

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  2. […] Living in Shimla, the famous North Indian hill station, comes with challenges. Sure, we are living in the lap of nature, amongst majestic mountains. Yes, the weather is wonderful throughout the year. Of course, the pace of life is incredibly leisurely. And to get from one place to another, you must be ready to walk. (Read about more walks, here). […]

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