I did notice the low waist trousers. Noticed beacause back home it is not the same.
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Today, went to Carmel Market. This road in Tel-Aviv has small shops on its either side. Small stalls dot entire length of Carmel. Here, you can buy stuff like artificial jewellery, fresh flowers or vegetables and even dry fruits. And then there are shops selling CDs, bags, fruits, footwear, key chains and all types of other odds and ends. This street is so crowded that it reminds you of a Sabzi Mandi (Vegetable Market) of India. The street is overflowing with people and their pets and the din is similar to a; well, fish market or the sabzi market(of course).
<Pic will be coming soon—am facing some problem uploading it now>
Besides all the noise being made by people and hawkers, the CD shop at the junction of Carmel and Nihlat-Bin Yamen street was playing uber loud music today. Well, that kinda sets tempo to the place. Anyways, there is always music playing or being played on streets of Tel-Aviv. But what surprised me was when I heard the “Mundiyan to bach ke rahii” there. As I walked ahead with a friend, the shop owner spotting some Indians came rushing to us and begged us to show/teach her some dance moves!!!
After hearing so many pleas, I finally stepped in and danced right there in the middle of the road with her and next thing I know, so many people are surrounding us in a circle and cheering. And it continued for the next round of dance on “Chori Chori, hum gori se pyaar karenge”
Geez! I am impulsive but dancing right in the middle of the street?!?!
Its so much fun when no one knows you.
These days winds have a slight chill, here in Israel.
So spotting some amount of sunshine after an office meeting, I decided to sit by myself outside the building.
Soon I was lost in my thoughts and the comfort of warmth made me not notice a man approach me.
All I suddenly know, he is speaking to me (in Hebrew), and the lost soul I was, what do I say….
“Mala marathi yiat naahii”
As I read this post, I invariably smiled since it reminded me of today’s morning.
Then (the morning)
Today morning began with a start. My alarm which in reality is a nasty ugly frustrating sound which makes you run and throw the instrument playing this sound away has never failed to jolt me up from my slumber. Today was different. Like every other day I got up with a start because of the alarm, but today I jumped out of the bed as soon as I opened my eyes. My room had expanded, my bed and pillow were cushiony,room’s floor was carpeted. Everything was differnt. I was in a different place. “WHERE AM I?”, I breathed heavily to myself.
5 seconds of shock and then realization, I am not home, I am in Israel. I smiled at my stupidity and ran off to the bathroom to put the alarm off on my cellphone. My phone would have been shocked too last night when I put its adaptor in the socket meant for charging electric shaver. But anyways thats the only socket where the adaptor would fit in.
[smiling reproachingly]How could I forget that I am here. Esp. when, it has been wonderful this time.
Btw my ugly ringtone on my most wonderful