Ok, so what the hell does a guy do at women’s blogging contest where you know for certain that the winners are gonna be women?
Well, as the topic requires, fantasize about Kyra…… JJJ
Well, Kyra is the brand mascot for Lakme’s new product for the summer. Now since I’m a respectable person (indulge me for a minute by ignoring the blog name please), I treat women with upmost respect and honor. So what would I do to … err, apologies.. do with Kyra this summer? Now let me see…. If I get it correctly, Kyra’s gonna have fun on some exotic beach (wow, she’s bringing her friends too!), play beach volleyball (obviously in beachwear) and sip a nice cold drink (oh wow, she gets drunk too!)….. ok, now which guy would say ‘No’ to such a proposition?!!?? J
So lemme get this contest right – I need to blog about how would I’d spend my summer with Kyra, Lakme’s Sunshine girl, who as the write-up says, is fun loving, enjoys her music and loves traveling! Seriously, if Kyra is willing to spend her entire summer with a stranger like me, well, she’s now my new best friend (well, at least till the summer is over or till she runs away for her life or whichever comes earlier…)
So assuming that Kyra does choose to spent her summer with me (and not with the countless other male bloggers contesting), I think I’ll first pack her and her friends (only if they’re pretty!) to the mall to get the skimpiest two piece swim wear for all of them (save cotton, save trees I say!) - methinks Kyra’ll look great in hot pink…. And of course, sun shades for all, all on me! And I’ll refurbish my uncle’s jazzy but immobile Premier Padmini convertible to be our official wheels for the summer.
To take care of some longstanding unfinished business, the first place I’d take Kyra and friends would be to my college reunion to show some losers who said that I could never ever get a girlfriend. And as we walk out of the limo (with doves flying out for effect!), we would be the toast of the party with old college guys jumping over each other to get a glimpse of me, my Kyra and her hot friends. I’ll introduce Kyra and friends to them as my new girlfriend(s) and that we’re committed for life (ok, at least till the summer ends or till she runs away for her life or whichever comes earlier …)
Now, a man on a date always wonders if he'll get lucky; a woman however already knows - so to increase my chances, I'll choose a vacation spot that is home – so now with the gorgeous company of Kyra and friends, our summer spot is Bangalore!
So what can one do in Bangalore? Well, lots!! Kyra and I decided to start our mission on a Sunday morning at 6:30AM with the famed Bangalore Walks – it’s a three hour walk on MG road, where presenters tell about the history of Bangalore, starting from the famous Trinity Circle, MG road, with each building having a story that added to the history of Bangalore. Under the pretext of careful observation of the buildings, my attempts to hold her hands failed spectacularly. The walk ends it with breakfast, after which we drive to the seat of power, the Vidhan Soudha; also an architectural wonder constructed in the swadeshi style of architecture, and is one of the most important landmarks of the city.
Still feeling cool under the hot Bangalore afternoon sun, we drove off to another Bangalorean landmark for lunch – the MTR near Lal Bagh – to try their legendary ware. After the customary long wait and a sumptuous meal, we hit off to original garden in the heart of the garden city – Lal Bagh, a botanical garden that houses India's largest collection of tropical plants, has an aquarium and a lake, and is one of Bangalore’s main tourist attractions. As Kyra and I get connected to the lovely parks (all my attempts at holding her hand were responded by tight slaps on mine- ouch!), her friends go to see trees that were planted by Hyder Ali and Tipu Sultan. Truly, nature at its best!
After that, its shopping the Bangalorean way and we find ourselves in Commercial Street – where you’ll find everything at a price that needs to be “discovered” –bargaining is expected, required and needed (smart guy that I am, I "forgot" my wallet at home - smart girl that she is, she "remembered" to take my wallet from home). Bangalore today is only a pale reflection of the ‘pub city’ it was once known as so next shot, we hit one of the oldest watering holes here – Pecos for its beer, bacon and banter. Continuing with the pub hopping, we drop into Hint, fuga, Skyye Lounge and finally land up at Hard Rock. After which we head off for a late night bite at Empire and drive off to Corner House to have the Bangalore specialty of ‘Death by Chocolate’ ice cream.
The next sunny summer day would be for exploring the arty part of city B and the girls and I dash off to the National Gallery of Modern Arts for the beautiful paintings of Raja Ravi Verma, Jamini Roy, Amrita Sher-Gil, Rabindranath Tagore and a large number of Modern and Contemporary artists, and then to the J N Planetarium for the spectacular cosmic shows that truly are “out of this world.” After the cosmos, we go to connect with our spiritual side by visiting the Shiva Temple and then the Iskon temple. After lunch we decide to go for a play at the renowned Rangashankara Theatre Stage (all my attempts at holding her hand were responded by tight slaps on mine- ouch!) after which we call it a day by attending a music show at Cubbon Park.
After Bangalore, to do justice to the swim wear we bought for Kyra and her friends, next stop is the virgin beaches of Gokarna. Gokarna is clean, serene, quiet and has amazing sea food. The only thing better than Kyra and her friends in beach wear are the other firang babes in beach wear. Beer flows unendingly, the fried food comes incessantly, the sunny summer sun shines continuously and the fun only keeps rolling. (Yes, and all my attempts at holding her hand were still responded by tight slaps on mine- ouch!)
So this is my plan for living it up this summer with Kyra. Of course, the only thing going against this above plan of mine is my horrible luck with women - in fact my luck with women is so bad that, like many indibloggers know, the earlier Lakme girl, Elena, quit after she came to know of what I’ve written here. I’m just praying that Kyra does not share the same sentiments.
And since I have a lot of practice in waiting for women to call me (invariably they don’t – I'm sure its the damn cellular network!), I’ll diligently wait by the phone for Kyra and her friends to call ……
… Still waiting……(till the summer ends or till she runs away for her life or whichever comes earlier …)
Mera number aayega.....
This is an entry for the Lakme Diva Blogger contest (have fun in the sun @http://www.facebook.com/ilovelakme ).
J
