It was the kind of getaway shown in the resort advertisements which I normally drool over. My first visit to this place and I was surprised how similar it is to Chennai. The heat, the auto - haggling, the meandering streets, the roadside shops - it almost looked like a page out of Chennai's map.
The Hussain Sagar lake in the night looks as colourful as sunlight on spilt oil. After boating , we reached the Budha statue in the middle of the lake who was robbed of his peace by visiting tourists. Me and my friend gave the instant photographer there some business. Dinner on the tables spilling over the lake was wonderful, with us looking at the photograph and joking over the kind of conversations that it would envoke some five years henceforth..
The next day turned out to be a piligrimage of all religions starting from the little village we ventured to in the morning to the Charminar and the mosque nearby. The Charminar, however seemed to be sans the charm, though the dazzling bangle shops nearby were quite an eye- closer with their brilliance.
With amazing biryani, movies and conversations thrown in, it was quite a rendezvous with Mr Hyde!