The then Mahishapuri... The now Mysore.

One of my friends sent me this and I couldn't help smiling and agreeing with "each-and-every" sentence! Here it goes.

Mysore cannot be experienced in holidays or weekends. Like a creeper growing and encircling the staff, you have to live, and grow with Mysore to experience it. You have to be with the ajjis who have seen you from the time you were soooo small, where the maid who works in your house is your family maid, your ajji had "recruited" her mother.

Mysore is:

• When you go on an evening walk, and the poojari of the Ram mandir, stops and chats with you, and moves on saying there is a pooja at 5 next morning.
• When you walk a little ahead and the librarian says he has the latest copy of "Kasturi" or "Mayura".
  
• When the milkman sees you on a walk, and delivers an extra half litre without being asked.
• When you board a bus at the bus-stand and conductor-uncle gives you a ticket without asking.
  
• When you collect little red 'gulganji' seeds on your way back home from KukkarahaLLi lake.
  
• When you come by the Tippu express, and you find someone going in your direction to drop you off.
• When elephants are marched in from the forests for Dussehra.
  
• When you wait for your copy of "Star of Mysore". - That's an evening daily.
  
• When the English movies are only at Rajkamal. Or Sterling.
  
• When you look for your KEB uncle to book tickets at Woodlands.
  
• When there are student body elections in Sarada-Vilas.
  
• Mysore is the eternal SJCE-NIE feud.
  
• When Jayciana is.
  
• When you got your project report bound at Venkateshwara Binders in Saraswatipuram.
• Having grape juice at RTO circle.
  
• Buying vegetables at Agrahara.
  
• Buying plantain leaves in NanjumaLige, savoring the aroma of the agarbatti factory behind.
• Eating ice-creams at Penguin. - That was the first "all-icecream" joint in Mysore.
  
• Eating dosa at Mylari Hotel.
  
• Having biriyani early in the morning, near Philo's church.
  
• Drinking sugarcane juice near kukkarahaLLI lake.
• Munching corn-on-the-cob in the palace foreground.
  

Mysore is when I grew up in Mysore. My Mysore.
Mysore before :

• GRS
  
• Underbridge in front of Saraswatipuram Fire Brigade
• Infosys
• Ring-Road.

Those who grew up in that Mysore, will relate to me more than those who came to Mysore, to work for Infosys, or those who came to study, or those who think Mysore is a good place to invest, or those who think chilling out in Mysore is just CCD or Pizza Corner.

Oh, How they misunderstand my pretty home !!!

Found out now.. that the "original" author of this post is viky
He has commented here!

Thanks Viky! For transporting me back to nammooru...:) When I was reading this, I forgot that I was in Uncle Sam's Land..and was actually visualising each and every place you had mentioned there!