A bright Good Afternoon from a tired soul with a sore back but details on that later let me first begin with what is high on my agenda. Today on an impulse I decided that I will try to be my regular blogging self which means I will try to post thrice a week. I used to do that earlier and I am sure I can manage it again because it is nothing but a matter of time management. I have decided that 1st thing that I will try to do after switching on my PC will be to key down some thoughts here. So guys’ n gals wish me luck!
Getting back to the sore back, yesterday we attended India’s first ever Soapbox Race at Bandra. It was my Hubby’s idea to visit the event and I am glad we went there. The race is a fun event where the participants were to innovatively design their cars and drive them through a slope. There were certain rules like the cars were not allowed to have any motors, breaks, the weight of car & driver could only be 160 kgs etc.
We decided to take a train anticipating heavy traffic and reached the venue on time. When we reached the race had not started and the crows was just filtering in. After a little deliberation and a little exploration we managed to find a cold yet strategic spot and the wait began. There were some test runs where the vehicles didn’t even manage to start. The best was what happened with the RJ of Red FM, the bugger started and immediately fell down and was finally taken away in an ambulance. The event was being anchored by my favourite Cyrus Brocha who was his usual whacky self.
The real fun began after Imran Khan & Vishal Bhardwaj came in to promote their movie, Matru Ki Bijlee Ka Mandola. As soon as I saw him with his beard my reaction was ‘how ugly & dirty is looking’ and a girl young girl standing behind me at the same time uttered, ‘how cool is he looking’. Sigh!!! I Tried taking his photo but by the time I could understand the zoom function of our new camera he was gone! And then began the real race. There were hordes of whacky cars and it was fun to cheer for them. After staying there for two hours we decided to move out. Arnav was mostly a well behaved boy and was busy with something or the other all the while. He managed to spend half an hour on the Red FM guys broken gaddi, drank a little red bull energy drink and then with the energy gathered he played with a piece of thermocol, managed to fall down, had a bump on his head and enjoyed the biking stunts. He surely had fun.
The event on whole was well organised but the only negative thing about it was that there were long gaps between each gaddi’s and there times when we felt nothing was happening. But all in all a good event.
After that we came out, showed bandstand beach to Arnav who was insisting on going into the sea but was somehow placated. Then we did what I had wanted to do for years and in Husband’s words I visited my teerth i.e. I completed a pilgrimage by seeing Salman Khan’s house! Go laugh at me but it is a fact that my stay in Mumbai was incomplete without it :P
While we were on our way to the Soapbox we had noticed that a circus was playing near Lilavati hospital and that become our next stop. We thought that Circus is an experience which Arnav would enjoy and how wrong we were. Don’t get me wrong here, it is not that he didn’t like it, the fact was that he did not even watch it because he was busy playing with the mud in the grounds and his parents watched on. There were hardly an audience and I could not help wondering how do these people survive? Do they even make money? What kind of lives do they live?
Though I enjoyed the circus but for me it was incomplete without animals and yes I am totally for the animal rights but somehow the whole thing looked incomplete without them. When I think of circus I am transported to my childhood and how the smell of animals used to hit us as soon as we would enter the circus premises. All that was missing and the stunts that were displayed their were somehow reminiscent of the ones that are now splashed on TV through mediums like Entertainment ke Liye Kucch bhi Karega/ India’s Got Talent/ Shabash India etc.
By the time the Circus ended we were hungry and we decided to visit Phoenix Market City Mall at Kurla. When we entered the mall I saw a hoarding saying, ‘If you are planning to see the whole Mall in one day please carry your Binoculars’, I laughed out loud only to realise much later that the words were true. The mall is never ending and there isn’t a brand or a restaurant which you cannot find here. It was quite overwhelming but fun. We ate, browsed a little & moved out on time. Caught a train home and were back by 8. All in all it was a tiring yet a very satisfying weekend.
Arnav had truckloads of fun, was tired to bits by end but we could safely say he had a gala time. The only time he cried was when he was hurt and then when we were changing his clothes near bandstand the poor fellow thought that we would be taking him to the beach for a bum-bum i.e. bath. It was tough to pull him out from there but my ‘I am going to Salman Uncles house you stay here’ did the trick. Ya we a are a star struck family ;)
So how was your weekend?
Here are pictures from the trip, I tried to add a slideshow in here but as u can see was unsuccessful. You can skip the pictures if you find it too much. ;-)
|Gulabo from Matru ki Bijlee ka Mandola|
|Whacky Car 1!|
|Thermocol wala aya!|
|Trying the uncork the already open can ;)|
|Enjoying the drink!|
|Enjoying the Mango Shot!|
|Just below the arrow is Imran Khan!|