Stratford-Upon-Avon

In that small place we found more than 5 Indian restaurants.

Some statue it was

When the white swan swim moving their neck this side and that it is priceless view

Its neither the place, nor the platinum coated ring makes you happy. Its the person beside you makes your life worth living, lawn or hot sun will be the least of your worries.

Silent, relaxing evening in the arms of The One. I am sure they would have seen lots of unbend summer and hazardous storms together. Time passed season changed but they are still together sitting beside each other, holding hands and talking. and when there is nothing to talk just listen to the each other in silence.

Stair case to heaven

Shakespeare’s eternal resting place.

Then I see a Indian getting into Indian restaurant. Whats with Indian and their love for their food. They eat same dal, sabji everywhere. Country they dont give two ^&* about it.

When we visited this place it was still closed for the visitors.

When my journey ended I was disappointed. With heavy heart and tearful eyes I bid my farewell There were few more places I couldn’t cover up in my short one day journey. I was so much in love with the place, if it was a man I would have married right then. You ever Visit UK, make sure you stamp those clean, beautiful roads of Stratford-upon-Avon with your shoes, marking your visit

Stratford-Upon-Avon-Anne Hathaway’s Cottage

Anne(Anne Hathaway) was 26 and Peare(Shakespeare) was 18 when they got married.Nobody knows where they met but experts are guessing it might be the church(after all most of the love stories start in church). Peare was from well do family while Anne was from poor. She lived in 2 room house with her family. I am sure her poverty, her family background never mattered to Peare. I bet he bathed her every day, with poems filled with love and desire. When Anne and Shakes got married she was expecting their first child.

It was Anne’s brother who extended the house adding few rooms in the first floor. Hathaway’s are still alive and visit Cottage once in a year

I like the way the guide who said, Anne was born in a house with rooms and  died in house having 12 rooms. It clearly says time never stays the same.

Yeah, Its apple tree.

Apple!!Is cause of everything, Newtons gravitational law, and yeah, THE SIN,.

Lavender Maze:Its breath taking. Purple is my new fav color.

And then I found the apple thief.

Have we no wine here?

Anne Hathaway Cottage is must visit place in UK. It’s quiet, beautiful and worth visiting.

Stratford-Upon-Avon-Hall’s Croft

Hall’s Croft is the place where Suzi(Susanna), daughter of Shakespeare and Anne Hathaway lived with her husband, a doctor by profession.

When I tried traditional ,Shakespeare’s coat I felt mighty, powerful.Yeah,I felt like Bat Woman

So what I didnt find my prince charming riding the horse at least I found the horse:). Now that is a good start for the beginners

Stratford-Upon-Avon-Shakespeare’s Birth Place

Since the day one I heard about this place, that too years back from a dick-head friend, I wanted to visit this place. Quiet, beautiful little place you will fall in love head over heals. Its the place where The Great Shakespeare was born.

As I entered his house(obviously after issuing ticket) I closed my eyes and tried to call his spirit.

“Long lost spirit of Shakes-peeeee-r come and find a sweet resting place in me, come. I dont want to write master piece like you but I want to write a mistress piece. I call you……”There I was calling Shakes-pee-r in his own house, where he played with his brother, wrote his plays, had his breakfast ,in midst of the crazy tourists who were busy clicking pics and posing.

“Stop murdering my name, my lady!!!Its not Shakes-pee-r its Shakespeare,master the spellings, then read one of my play…..”

“Sorry for disturbing your everlasting sleep, sir, You go back to bed while I go back to mine”I hurried when for the nth time I got the same suggestion.

I am sure he wooed Anna by writing the poems filled with love and desire.

So what Juliet was bit plum, Romeo still loved her. These days where body-weight to assets are in radar, true love is nowhere to find…

His parents bed chamber, probably where he was conceived:)

Shakespeare was born in this room

I am sure He played peek-a-boo with his brother here

Definitely wine, Its the wine which brings out the writer in you.

he must have sat on this chair and wrote , with full concentration, passing gas once in a while

Naa, fish isn’t real

Storage place

As R Tagore was big admirer and buddy of Shakespeare,they honored him by creating his statue

So what I didnt meet Prince Harry or William I met a King who held my hand, kissed it gently holding his mighty sword(definitely I have to pay for him, nothing is free in this world)

Its a must visit place if you are in UK. So what you have to buy a ticket and walk in queue. Its beautiful and totally worth it

Notting Hill Carnival, Yes I was here

No matter how stressed I am, I always have my drink in my cup

why should girls have all the fun

distraught! naaa doesn’t look good on anybody’s face especially on women

Red or blue we are honey bees you have no clue

Man in black:Damn!!! the door is stuck.

Angel in white:move aside darling, let me give a hand with that.

Eyes on me not on the uncle, so what he is wearing blue shoes, my hands are free while his not:)

Without them around, nothing is beautiful not even the carnival

I am the yellow birdy man

Yellow is my fav color

And then I found Snoop dog clicking pics wearing Bob Marley’s hat

All set to set the carnival on fire

Thirsty and tired, I was hopeful when my eyes fell on that jug of watermelon juice. Shamelessly I went and ask for a cup, after all Jesus, my buddy said you ask and you will get. I was denied i walked back smiling, I have learned to take NO, like a boss. damn, Finally I am growing

Age, grey hair, wrinkled skin its just excuse to escape from things. Its the spirit which matters till the end.

Nothing can beat Daddy’s shoulder ride

Did you say single, I am single too!!

We are the next cat women

Sad he was in a hurry, little bit of searching I could find map to national treasure, somewhere up or may be down his body:)

Hard to believe but yeah, I was here

Did you say Photo!I am ready with my pout

Smile like humans not like pigs…like this..

Dont go by my looks honey, I got a weapon, sharper than knife

I am a golden man with my bae

I found a loving couple of friends, both seems to enjoy their ride.

And I was thinking only school girls do that, nothing can beat guys in purple shorts

And that crazy song for which people cant stop JJJJJjjjump….This way

And JJJJJump that way

Oh my god i forgot to off the gas, now Have to call my husband

Smile, everlasting smile…

I am tired mommy, can somebody take me home please.

Black, yellow, orange, red green, blue you name it and we have it.

Champion, chmapion…

I am TIRED

Women !Can add colors to black and white life

Dont hide behind the reason, rather be the reason

Women, big gift to human kind from god

Notting Hill Carnival

Empty sleeping streets welcomed me with a big grin. I always wanted to visit Notting Hill, blame it on the movie

All busy, getting ready to beat the heat and the day

 

Security, we need them all time, everyday

Notting Hill Carnival is considered to be world second big carnival after Rio. Yep, that’s me in my never resting skirt

Ladies in yellow, red and white, strangers become friends merely with a click

I am the Purple Man

Blow some whistle and make some noise because it is carnival…

I walk with my head held high in my pointed boots

And I was worried about my height:)

Mocking Jay…

My CHAMPION for the combat

Eagle without a beak

Getting my honey ready for the carnival in her yellow and blue feathery suit

SnL: Officers, Can I take pic with you

Both smile till their cheeks turn pink

After the pic,

SnL:We missed the sync officer.

Tall Officer with grin n his face: He is a fresher, Can you blame him?.

SnL:Sigh, tell me about it

Men will be always men and tender coconut will be always tender coconut

All you have to do it open the window and come out. Bingo, you can read newspaper and watch carnival. How I love you London!

Yeah, they work and let others enjoy

Purple Mans twin brother

Angels with wings I found them on this side of the earth

Lets dance, move your body, shake your booty because its carnival

Her:water

Him:check

Her: Cigarette

Him: Check

Her: Lipstick

Him:Oh baby, I forgot

Even I love Carnival said Dexter

I got inspiration from all the gorgeous women and I tried to pose my level best

I just love him, he knows how to pose

Smile,Days are short, time is young, who knows, I will be alive to see the sun tomorrow

Dying to see more pics? Keep checking:)

 

MOFE

Carrying my weekly grocery bags like donkey I walked, while sweat tickled me here and there. At times I miss my nonexistent husband, if he would have been there he would have carried the bags while I swung my hands and legs copying Silento’s move one or two. Darn!!! What I was thinking when I said no the last guy I cursed my fate and collapsed carefully, not to break the eggs, on the empty bench.

Usual closet-sleeping hot pants, tank tops, tube tops enjoying the company of wind and merry people, long legs and bare backs were sun bathing. I looked at the kid who was standing in front of me drinking his slushy drink. His bag left carelessly on bench beside his cycle (Koi-Mil-Gaya). I eyed lustfully at his cycle for I was always crazy about it. There are still so many things which mock me silently reminding me my age. “But One day” I said silently “I am going to shut you all”. The drink long drained the kid was busy eating pie now. Without any grown up around he looked all settled and homely.

Donkey looked at the bags and shook the head to rest for some more time. Its then a ball from somewhere slowly rolled towards me. Naturally I picked it and looked up in search of the owner. There was the same kid, with the pie long reached its destination looking at me with hopeful eyes. I smiled and threw the ball at him. “How long it has been since I played?” I asked myself. (“Only three months, remember, back in Mangalore how you used to torture those poor kids with football” my inner voice was ready with an answer). I half expected the kid to throw the ball back at me and he did it with a broad smile on his face. I smiled; I was on my way of making a new friend.

We played for quite some time, diving and throwing in all possible ways. The never sleeping sports man in me was wide awake kicking his butt.

“Are you tired?” The kid asked me. Britt’s I tell you they all are considerate of all age group without exception.

“No, I am good” I said throwing the ball at him.

“Are you on your own?” I asked him, the never sleeping Miss questioner was just surfacing.

“Na, My mum went to buy grocery, I am waiting for her “ he said dropping the ball.

“So you go to school on your bike yeah?” I couldn’t take my eyes off from his cycle

“Yeah” he said picking the ball

I smiled imagining myself riding the cycle in full speed in slope, my hair flying with wind and my mouth open screaming,”yeahhhhh”.

“What is your name” I asked him, after all its decent to know the kids name who didn’t make you feel tired or lost

“Mofe” he said

“Wow” I said half expecting him to ask my name. When his silence followed my smiled deepened. That’s the precious thing about kids, they just don’t care. Your designation, job, nationality, name, age, they really don’t give two Fu*** about it.

After playing for 15 to 20 minutes I bid my farewell, the donkey all set to carry the bag and walk the undefined miles .