My 129th Post: Nightlife in Hyderabad

The city of dead, is not how one would describe the nights here in Hyderabad....during the day the streets are crowed and are filled with different stories floating around but as night hits this city, things quite down a bit and the moods shift from rock genre to blues....as the sun sets down, Hyderabad changes its views and moods....the focus shifts from chaotic markets of daily supplies and other colorless accessories to the markets of color and attraction....the attention is diverted towards the world of shopping and cuisine as our office class offer their time to their families after a day’s hard work....the city glisters w

ith lights everywhere, a view which might take the beat away from a throbbing heart....a wedding celebrated at Mehmood Garden, to the fuss in the Latifabad no. 8 market, everything glows and adds a touch to the city’s beauty....

As the night moves on further towards the darkness, the busy streets become empty as the markets shut down.....the tired people either move to their homes to mark the day’s end or enjoy the night’s breeze with their family and friends.....they dine at places such as Al-Manzar to enjoy the moonlight near the sight of the river or move towards the restaurants which depict the history of Hyderabad such as Nehroon Kot.... Regardless of time, the city remains alive....the people never let it go to sleep....especially during the month of Ramadan, the streets are completely filled with excitement....every road, every turn would point towards a tournament being held....people of all ages are found playing cricket or football...one match ends and another starts....even the kids, who have just started walking, are seen sitting outside with some guardian and enjoying the view....

This excitement of the night is not limited to the youngsters of today but even our elderlies turn young....even at 3am, the tea cafes are filled with groups of friends chatting as if they do not care of the next sun rise....the people of Hyderabad are not well aware of the disco life but instead they have mehfils which are strong enough to tremble one’s soul....famous artists read their verses and people gather around to experience the view as they reach their souls....still there are some who are not aware of the night outside their walls but rejoice their freedom by staying up all night by watching random movies or playing games with family or friends....

As the sky glows with the light of the sun, these rebels of the night go to their dens to get some rest....some might go for a heavy breakfast of seero puri to mark the end of their night and others just slip into their beds to get a shut eye to wake up to a new journey, a journey which they save up to tell their future generations....

My 74th Post: A Run Towards The Beach

All might be wondering that the weather is hot and I want to cool of my body...but the ones who are aware about my location and the climate around me would just be assuring that I have finally lost it....it is not about the weather or about the cool breeze, I just want to head out for the beach...
At times in life, you need to cool off and there is no way to do it because you seem to get trapped in the mist of your thoughts and worries...you just desire to set free from everything and wonder off from your place to a place which might get you the illusion of heaven on this planet...for me, I guess that place would be a beach...a simple and peaceful environment, having the aroma of freedom....
One can't run away from his/her worries and to let them in the brain all alone without any one to share them with, is just a way to suicide...well not literally but still, that ain't good....so the beach drops in at that point....the cool breeze and the blue color of the water, kinda takes the load off one's head...it's relaxing and care free...
All alone, standing upon the sand and taking small steps around the shore till one reaches an end under the shine of the moon light, is something everyone needs once in a while...at this hour of the night, the sea would be calm as if it were there just to hear me speak and would stay silent or whisper once in a while to tell that it is there listening and enjoying the talk....after a while, I would locate a perfect spot which would have the view of the moon directly shining over the sooth waves...would lay down for a while with my upper body resting upon my elbows so that I can keep glazing over the sea....a time would come when my elbows would require some rest, would grab my hands behind my head and would look towards the sky while laying completely straight on the cold sand....at that point, would wonder off in the play of the twinkling stars...imagine, what a perfect and beautiful journey would that be....
Well, that would be my run towards the beach and my sight of heaven...everybody has their own likes and this is what I would prefer to give my mind a rest from the ciaos created in this life....
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