Every city has a charm of its own, hidden in the narrow lanes or out in the landmark buildings. Swathi from Bangalore who had been on a visit to Hyderabad for a wedding shares some fond memories she brought back from the beautiful city of pearls and how she fell in Love with Hyderabad! She has just finished engineering and loves travelling & photography.
“I love Hyderabad” I exclaim to all and sundry whenever I get the chance. This is usually followed by a “oh, when were you there?” to which I gather a straight face and reply “never.”. Correction: Used to reply. Not anymore. Sometimes, you love a country, a city so much from the bottom of your heart for no rhyme or reason. I have always been fiercely passionate about Hyderabad and Sri Lanka. Quite recently, I had a chance to visit the former, albeit with very less time and a wedding to attend.
So my sister and I took the Airavat, which was such a agony with practically no leg-room. And arrive did we at Hyderabad, after haggling with the auto drivers and reaching the hosts’, we planned to visit The Nehru Zoo Park. I expected this to be another Bannerghatta National Park, bored and ready to face the stare of the caged animals. But, no. The Zoo Park is a pleasant surprise. It is well-maintained and you can rent bicycles to go around the park, which is quite huge.
It was already afternoon and we were quite hungry, so we were rested a bit and waited for our friends to arrive to go out for lunch. And I would be Captain Obvious if I said we had Biryani for lunch. But of course, we did. Since we had some time before getting ready for the wedding, we planned to visit the Qutub Shahi Tombs. Our friend is quite the expert when it comes to the history of Hyderabad, so we had quite a lot to take home- History lessons and photography sessions.
The whole thing is so beautiful that the Golconda Fort can be seen from the tombs. As much as I wanted to go to the Golconda, we didn’t have time. The tombs was a wonderful experience- the wind in my hair, the company of friends, the architecture, the pleasant afternoon.
We headed back home and the wedding festivities were in order. Being a Telugite myself, I didn’t know there were such elaborate pre-wedding rituals. I am a bit of culture-hoard, so I loved it all.
All said and done, there is nothing like coming home to your warm pillow.