5 days in Bombay! #part 3

My third day is the best. We go to Shalimar's for lunch.
The white Afghani chicken and mutton do pyaza couldn't be better.

and I can say this was one of the best meal I had ever!

The desert!

In the evening, we go to this place called 'WTF' in Versova. 
Its Saturday night and we don't get a place as we didn't make any reservations.
The place is crowded with big small TV celebrities.
The atmosphere is happening and we get seats after a few minutes.
And about the rest of the night, I don't remember much to be honest.
;)

Sunday Mornings and food.

Well it is a sunny Sunday morning and I don’t like sunny. No. hate it.

I hate it so much so that I sometimes feel like a vampire.

So I decide to spend the day indoors only.

The last week at college was great. I got to give my presentation on the interview assignment that I had submitted earlier this month. The presentation without any preparation went quite well. Everyone appreciated and enjoyed my little jokes.

I like being appreciated. Well who doesn't  But yeah, I have this never ending desire to be praised. No matter what it is. If I do something, and I do it enthusiastically, the only driving force that accelerates my efforts is that I will be applauded for the same.

Yesterday I was given this new assignment in which we have to show the importance, history and the story of any historical place in Delhi through photographs. I am looking forward to work on it. It sounds interesting.

The one thing which is been really worrying me that I am gaining like a pig. I am eating like a pig and gaining like one. It’s like since the moment I wake up I start thinking about what will be my breakfast and then about lunch and so on. I am FOREVER HUNGRY. But then I think it’s just one lifetime I have got, and there is just so much food around me. How to curb my temptations? And more importantly WHY TO?

Its not like I have to pose for some magazine that take super skinny girls and set unrealistic standards for young girls.

I believe in food.

Eat and Love.

Feels good, actually feels awesome.

But my mom totally freaks out with this life mantra of mine, she is afraid if I become fat no good guy will be ready to marry me.

Hahaha. Yes. Typical Indian mother.

How to tell her that getting married is the least of my worries?

I am living in my lala world and I refuse to come out of it.

#sheerbliss.

5 days in Bombay! #part 2

Friday.
So, after a lazy morning I decide to go to indulge in my favourite food. Chicken.
My friend takes me to a place called 'Noorani' at Hazi Ali.
The place looked dull to me from outside but after entering I found the place to be filled with foreigners and a nice happening crowd.
We ask the waiter about their spiciest dish and he suggested 'Red chicken', so we order the same.
Red chicken and roomali roti.
We are literally starving at this moment and can't wait for our food to come.
And when it arrives, it tastes as good as it looks.

Our Red Chicken and Roomali Roti

And after finishing this, we also order mutton biryani, which I find to be just okay. I guess the Red Chicken had set our hopes really high.

After the meal here, we decide to go to a movie. Yet again after Satyagraha. Hoping that this would be better but then we are dissappointed again. 'Shudhh Desi Romance' is a shit movie. ABSOLUTE PIECE OF CRAP.
After the movie we go to a place called 'Gokul'.
Cheap alcohol.
Good crowd.
I like.
All in all my second day was good. The food, ohh, I am going to miss it.