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Sunday, September 15, 2024

Week End Gateways Trips from Bangalore




Are you tired of the hustle and bustle of Bangalore's city life? Do you need a break from the traffic and pollution? A weekend trip might just be what you need! Bangalore is surrounded by beautiful places that offer a perfect getaway from the city's chaos. In this article, we will explore some of the best weekend trips that you can take from Bangalore. 
One day Trip

WaterFalls:
Hills
  • Omkar Hills and Turahalli Forest - 13 kms [Temple, Sight Seeing]
  • Savandurga Hill, - 50 kms [Trek]
  • Shivaganga Hill - 50 kms [Temple, Trek]
  • Nijagal Betta, Tumkur - 52 kms [Trek]
  • Makalidurga, Doddaballapura - 55 kms [Trek]
  • SRS Hills, Ramnagar - 60 kms [Temple, Trek]
  • Nandi Hills - 60kms [Sight Seeing]
  • Skandagiri Hills - 60 kms [Trek]
  • Devarayanadurga, Tumkur - 70 kms [Temple, Very short trek] 
  • Muthathi, Karnataka - 100 kms [Forest, River, Sight Seeing]
  • Madhugiri Trek - 103 kms [Fort, Trek]
  • BR Hills - 183 kms [Temple, Sight Seeing]
  • Sakleshpur - 220 kms [Sight Seeing, Trek]
  • Tadiandamol Hills 270 kms [Trek]
Devotional:
  • Art of Living International Center - 24 kms [Ashram]
  • Pyramid valley - 37 kms [Meditation Centre]
  • Tirupati, Andhra Pradesh - 252 kms [Temple]
  • Madikeri Trip - 270 kms [Sight Seeing]
  • Kukke Sumbramanya - 270 kms [Temple]
  • Shri Kotilingeshwara Swamy [Temple]  - 80 Kms

0 to 50kms:
  • Manchinbele reservoir.
  • Kanva.
  • T.K falls.
  • Shanmukha temple.
  • N.G lake.
  • Ramnagar.
  • Revanasiddeshwara trek
  • Hesarghatta Grasslands
50 to 100kms:
  • Maddur.
  • Pearl Valley (Muthaylamaduvu).
  • Chunchi waterfalls.
  • Kabbaladurga Trek.
  • Maasti Malur.
  • Makalidurga Railway trek.
  • Mandharagiri Trek.
  • Narayanagiri Trek
  • Huthridurga Trek
100 to 150 Kms:
150 to 200kms:
200 to 300 kms:

Most popular Week-End Gateways
  • Belur - 220 KMS [Sight Seeing - Beautiful Hoysala Kings architecture Temples]
  • Yecaud   - 250 KMS [Sight Seeing]
  • Coorg(Madikeri) - 270 KMS [Sight seeing, Trekking]
  • Chikmagaluru - 290 kms [Sight Seeing, Treking]
  • Pondicherry. 320 KMS [Sight Seeing, Beach]
  • Shimoga  - 340 KMS 
  • Dandeli  - 460 KMS [Water Sports, Sight Seeing]
  • Dudhsagar - 546 kms [Water Falls, Trek]
  • Goa - 560 KMS [Sight Seeing, Beach]
  • Amboli Ghat Belgaum - 600 KMS [Waterfalls]
  • Mysore
  • Varkala, Kerala  630 KMS [Beaches]
Most popular 3 Day Tips from Bangalore 
  • Lonavala, Rajmachi Fort  - Maharashtra - 930 KMS [Trekking]
  • Madurai,Rameswaram and Kanyakumari, TamilNadu
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These are just a few of the many weekend trip options that you can take from Bangalore. All these places are easily accessible and offer a perfect getaway from the city's hustle and bustle. So, pack your bags and head out to one of these beautiful destinations this weekend!

Saturday, September 7, 2024

Karai Nalladhu - Stains are good

 Eve: ðŸ‘°‍♀️“Adam, you never understand our emotions. You don’t get what women go through.”

Adam: 👨‍✈️“And you never understand the love we express. You have your own guidebook and definition for love and expect men to follow it without instructions.”

After countless arguments, I found myself exhausted. I asked for a break—since I am not his girlfriend anymore, I couldn’t exactly ask for a break-up. So, I suggested not talk to each other for a while. There was a brief silence before he agreed (happily).

It seemed that men often seek silence from their wives. I was left feeling like I was the only one desperately holding our relationship. Damn, I had fought so many battles for this man, yet he doesn’t even bother to understand my emotions. I was hurt. 

For two days, my world seemed to crumble. I couldn’t focus on anything; I was slipping up in every aspect of my life.

“Don’t call him,” I told myself repeatedly. But, in a moment of weakness, I dialed his number.

He answered in a cool manner, as if nothing has happened between us. 

"You haven’t bothered to call me since this morning," I pointed out.

“True,” he replied. “But I answered your call right away. Not like you—who haven’t responded despite my multiple attempts to reach you over the past two days.”

“Damn your practicality!” I thought, but kept my frustration in check. I wanted him to come home, and have a heart-to-heart and solve the issues. But he insisted that discussing our problems would only make things worse. His practical approach to relationships was driving me crazy.

“How about we go for coffee?” He asked.

Coffee—where our love story had first brewed. Despite my lingering anger, I agreed.

When he arrived wearing the sky-blue T-shirt I had gifted him, I admired how handsome he looked. Maybe it was the distance that allowed me to perceive him differently.

We went to our favorite coffee shop, ordered our drinks(well the hot drinks), and sat down. Just as we were about to break our silence that lasted since few day, a pesky mosquito buzzed around. 

I watched with concern as the tiny mosquito landed on his right hand while he held his coffee cup. I pictured it like a scene from a Kollywood movie—where I would swat the mosquito, save him from a bite, and he would look at me romantically, saying, “Ah, that’s sweet.” 

But in reality, as I reached out to hit the mosquito, he lifted his hand to take a sip, and I swat the coffee cup accidentely. The effect was the opposite of what I intended. Hot coffee splashed across his T-shirt, staining it entirely and causing him to shout in pain. Yes, it was damn hot, as they had just served it.

“Oh no! I didn’t do it on purpose, I swear!” I pleaded, as the surrounding crowed stared at us. 

He rushed to the restroom to rinse out his T-shirt, but the stain was still visible. 

“My favorite T-shirt spoiled,” he said, biting his lip in frustration. 

“It wasn’t intentional!” I repeated, 

“Just be quiet for sometime; it’s burning,” he said, clearly upset. 

We left the coffee shop and headed home, leaving our unfinished coffees behind, along with the strains of our (my) emotional pain.

Once we reached home, I asked him the T-shirt, promising I would wash it by hand.

I carefully soaked his T-shirt in hot water, scrubbing away at the stain with hope. To my surprise, the stain began to fade. 

I showed him the nowclean T-shirt, and our eyes met with surprise smiles.

Not only did the coffee stain disappear, but the tension and our earlier argument seemed to vanish as well. However, when we noticed that his Jeans had also acquired a coffee stain, I attempted to wash them with the same care. 

To my dismay, the stain stubbornly refused to come out. That’s when I realized—the T-shirt was the wrinkle-free, stain-resistant fabric that made it so easy to wipe off the stain.

He added, "Men are like this T-shirt—we don’t hold onto any dirt. We let things roll off us easily. Women, on the other hand, are like these Jeans; they tend to keep a bit of the stain, holding onto things a bit longer.”

And hell, the Fight continues...