My Hyderabad & Chennai Trips

Excited to go to India. Images that came first was the green fields, the beautiful rivers & mountains background that the Bollywood movies frequently features. Arrived around 1 am in Rajiv Gandhi International Airport in Hyderabad. Not such beautiful sights greet us. The airport was really cramped with thousand of people. Not that they were expecting a minister or a celebrity, but the people was just really, many i would say. Then the air was very dry & hot and the air was kind of having some smell around it. outside the airport, there were many people resting, sitting & sleeping on the grass.

Hyderabad is very, very busy town. what caught my attention was the traffic. Indian drivers are very good drivers, i would reckoned. they used their horns pretty much effectively. and actually thats the reason why vehicle horn were invented, to horn. you can hear horns everywhere, every hour. i even thought i still heard them when i was already on the plane! Our friend Dr. Choubey told us that God is controlling the Indian traffic. need no traffic police. accidents are rare. Cars need not the side mirrors to manuevre on the road. just horn! if u do have side mirrors, other vehicle will just knock them coz it blocks their way & u can only blame yourself for that. the 2 lanes can fit for 5-6 cars at ones. dream off if you think its your road (as in Malaysia). got the chance to witness one drama on the road where a motoar driver & lorry driver were fighting in the middle of the road coz of traffic accident & the police just do nothing seeing it. Another interesting fact, i caught some pix where people were sleeping on their verandah & some on a building roof top.

(Hyderabad is known for its briani rice & pearls. Pearls? aha... Hyderabad is nowhere besides a sea. but they have cultured/farm oysters.)

Things were pretty much the same in Chennai. the traffic, the weather, the people. When we were there, it was the national cricket game season. people there love cricket as much as the britons loves football (malaysian? wannabe rather). the hotel we were staying was rather horrible. it was named after the name of a sultan but it was not meant for one.

It has been, indeed, another interesting trip for me.