Double-Feature. The Wild-Vigilant from OUTER SPACE and THE ENSLAVED MONSTERS FROM PLANET MARS.
Are you ready for a late-night-double-feature-picture-show? (I wanna go, oh oh….) No, I don’t mean Rocky Horror Picture Show but a weekend extravaganza sale going on now at your local Big Bazaar and Mega More.
Since I’ve been consistently two days behind on these blogs for the past few days, I’ll be reporting on the Mysore2016Band’s entire weekend adventures for Saturday AND Sunday! Grab some popcorn, or be prepared to wait till intermission, grab some earplugs (you’ll need em) and your hiking shoes (and some soap and water after you accidently step on an elephant log).
Here we go.
Saturday + no yoga on the weekends = time to sleep-in. I believe I even slept through breakfast, but I heard it was quite good (as always).
Highlights of Saturday include going out to a pizza joint and seeing Kabali: the new blockbuster Bollywood movie to hit India with it’s bloody violence and revenge narrative.
Most of us (myself included) have been expressing our need for cheese and something reminiscent of home (coping mechanisms are important for our newly upheaved existences so that they can still function and explore and observe and grow while voluntarily surrounding themselves in a drastically new environment).
On the way into town, one of us (I believe John) spotted a billboard for a wood-fired pizza place, which seems out-of-place in such a non-pizza type place [though surprisingly Domino’s has invaded (at least) Karnataka], which sparked our interests.
Oh, I forgot to mention that five of us went to the police station for a routine paperwork thing that is randomized when we get out visas, half of us filled out the paper-work at SVYM and the other half had to get what I believe essentially to be a notarization, or approval for a similar type of paperwork that we all need to return to the United States. So no worries about seeing the words “police station” (however my confused explanation might insight that – my apologies).
Apparently it’s quite a gorgeous building.
Oh and while I’m on a stream of tangents, I wanted to include some images of the other’s practicing.
I believe I have this picturesque photo of Kevin G. with the mirdangam and this video that Kevin A. posted of the flute bros™ on his SMTD-takeover of instagram.
So back to pizza, I suppose.
Or I should just leave you with what I gave you. That’s about it. We ate it. It happened and my mood is informing me to continue on with the extravagant weekend narrative that I’m trying to weave in under 1200 words and we’re currently at word 436.
And more importantly, was this fried cauliflower thing (it’s so close to tasting like chicken wings) called “Gobi Manchurian” that we had for lunch Saturday. Thanks to Kevin A. for the photo and to me for this prime editing and color-correcting.
After the pizza, which was almost (but not quite-like) the pizza in the United States, we went to the mall in hopes of seeing SUTAN. The new major Bollywood hit, involving lots of wrestling and lots of beautiful people and lots of dancing.
That was sold out.
So we watched KABALI.
If you look up the reviews of the movie, you’ll know that it wasn’t all that great – but it was thrilling enough, with some unexpected turns (which we probably didn’t see coming since the movie was in Tamil.
I’m not going to really speak much more about the movie – oh – we are ever-thankful that Steve-ji brought earplugs. He’s got the routine down. All music shows and movies are very very very loud (and everyone over here is accustomed to it).
~ INTERMISSION ~
(We saw Mysore from above.) (We saw the racetrack.) (We saw extravagance.) (We saw the inside of the Mysore Palace.) [(We saw the inside of our van) (again and again.)] [We saw an endless hall of ornately carved, and colored (bright blues, and mustard yellows, and deep greens, and gold) columns.] (We the gifts of many nations to the royal family.) (We saw the sky begin to darken.)
(There I sit and sigh, as melancholy elephants go by.) (We saw people after people after people riding elephants, tusks removed.) (I next to the path that they followed saw the sharp jagged, stump of the negative-tusk.) (I saw joy come from pain.) (I saw no food or water trough.)
(I saw imprisoned animals, a riding camel tied against a post, trying to lie down.) (The camel strained and flailed on it’s back, unable to like comfortably from the short length of rope around it’s head.) (I saw this theme park ride at the Mysore Palace.) (Fun for the whole family.)
(We saw these tall neuron-mapped trees overhead as the rain-drops drew from the sky.) (We saw fine ivory decorating the walls of the palace.) (We saw traffic become heavy as the clouds changed to the dark, pigmented grey.) (We saw lunch.) (I went upstairs, and made myself a sandwich.) (We saw the sky clear up, as the beings above decided to not waste their tears on us today, and wiped their red, fatigued eyes.)
There was an attempt by a few of our band members to go to a massage place, that’s ran by a doctor of both eastern and western medicines that sounded really nice. I myself, was originally wanting to go, but was too exhausted (the introvert’s curse) to venture out again after the busy day.
Funny enough, the group spent an hour or so trying to find the place, and once they did, the shop was closed down. Talking to Kevin A. who was one of the people who went, it seems that they all had a good laugh about the whole outing.
The evening ended with a group discussion in Kevin A. and John’s room facilitated by the ever-so-impressingly-smart-and-caring-human Steve-Ji about compassion and group dynamics and the importance of being present and aware of the beautiful, and not-ours space we’ve been invited to occupy for a short while.
Wasn’t that a great double feature?
I know I had fun!
(Er… Steve said we weren’t here to have fun… well luckily we all seem to be enjoying ourselves, on top of growing and learning and existing.)
With a bleeding heart,