Tuesday, September 27, 2011

PPG or Powered Para-gliding and my 1st wedding anniversary!

Well another occasion and another opportunity to do something interesting presented itself on our first wedding anniversary... and considering we'd been looking out for stuff to do - we noted down information on PPG from a bill-board on the N1 highway towards Johannesburg CBD from Midrand.

Now PPG or powered para-gliding is your simple plain-vanilla paragliding only using a micro lite aircraft to fly you up and around the flight zone. Here in Jo'burg, it seems you don't really have a mountainous area to jump-off as one would expect normally; so you power your way up - rather than jump down!

So we met these instructors called Tony and Riaan at their club area called "Grasslands Sport's facility" (the board that announced the same had apparently been blown away by wind) -under the banner of 'Flying Unlimited'- and followed an unpaved road to the Xcitor micro lites all up and ready to go. Got into our flight suits and helmets, followed basic precautionary instructions on how to brace oneself if god-forbid the worst was to happen, what to expect on the flight up, about and finally while getting back down etc.  Took numerous shots of the Xcitor and ourselves and I went tandem with Tony while my husband with Riaan. Here are a few clicks.. :) ... 
The Xcitor I flew in...
 This was very chilled and non-scary as compared to hang-gliding, you sit and smile (and of course keep some customary butterflies in your tummy for a 'just in case' situation!) :D, so even though the microphone on the helmet between me and Tony wasn't working I am sure he heard me go "weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" sitting behind him (and him being polite didn't say anything :P)... Murali (my husbands' microlite apparently did some stunts by suddenly swerving down then correcting up which gave him a slight lurch in his stomach) still we had an awesome time looking at stuff below and being in the air! ( for 20 minutes perhaps, not more).

Murali's microlite

Post flying - Murali and Me :)

And as for the Anniversary, I baked... umm.. went crazy & lost it a bit... baking out of over flow of love :P... more pics....






I still pat my back for all my 1st time bakes :D, but you gotta try doing it once to realize how MANY calories go into everything and thou shall quite patiently wait for some far off ( trust me quite some years' far off) occasion to beckon you to bake ever again :P... Can't let self-torture in gym go to waste; not when I am 30 billion years minus 6 months from losing any sort of weight ... sigh :/..!

Thursday, September 15, 2011

"City of Djinns" by William Dalrymple


A thoroughly enjoyable and well written narrative of the authors' 1 year stay in one of the most ancient cities of the world - Delhi. The place I was born and brought up in, yet due to the rigmarole of 'life' never ended up knowing its history or origins .. really! There were times in school during history classes when we were kind of forced to read about all the kings, queens and battles and really, in all earnest, I didn't give 2 hoots on the subject. History and boredom was indeed and perhaps still is a hand-in-glove cliche!


    But in reality I always liked a good story, thanks to my dad ( who was and is an awesome story telling machine ...literally). And so, I read a lot ... started with fairy tales and fiction and slowly progressing on life stories, biographies and also a little bit of history. :) 

    So when I picked this, well recommended book (thanks to my mom-in-law) I was sure I would learn far more about my hometown than I knew - and I did! I liked the personality of the author himself - a happy and down to earth, observant person who shows an immense capability to learn about a place so completely off a White persons' comfort zone. ( Really, my notion as an Indian about Westerners/ Whites are as people accustomed to extreme luxury and spending lives in pretty posh conditions - even if you keep aside the ghettos of NY and London etc. which never surface in the news and the austerity brought on by tough economic situations etc.) .. still.. so I completely appreciate Mr. Dalrymple for his efforts.  This was written in the late 1980's - I was just a kid then of 5-6 years perhaps - reading it now perhaps a tad less than quarter of a century later!

    He takes you through the eras of emperor Shah Jehan, Humayun, Aurangzeb, Tughlak, Nizamuddin etc. and through the stories behind all the old monuments in Delhi and its outskirts that I conveniently ignored forever even though I have passed by them countless number of times - like the Red Fort ( I have vague memory of staring at it from outside, but if you don't know its history it just looks like a very reddish big fort and nothing else), even that old and common site of Qutub Minar and the inside gullies of Old Delhi - Chandni Chowk ( where one only visits on instances of marriage and to eat some old world delicacies and sweets) - it is after all reputed for some intricately brocaded wedding attire that you just might not find anywhere in India ( this though may not be completely true now coz if you pay a lot more than what its worth, you would find intricately done Indian wear in most plush malls all over New Delhi- only they charge a bomb!) - so shell out and buy anything! 

    Also, he goes through most topics unique and lovely about New Delhi - how still the people inhabiting the capital of India are in many ways more superstitious than one could have possibly imagined - considering how certain superstitions started like a million years ago, how chauvinism is a part and parcel of life there, how you still find a lot of yogi's (more fake than genuine) on the banks of river Yamuna (which he interestingly keeps calling Jumna) fasting and meditating, how seasons are always extreme, how people living in Delhi still reminisce about everything having changed for the worse every year every season every generation. He also talks about eunuchs and beliefs behind them and their way of living, also touches upon the old ritual of pigeon owning, training and pigeon flying that still happens in Old Delhi - along with cock fights and bettings. Seriously I thought that used to happen in the era of the kings and not active now. 

    He talks about Vedas, and how still the oldest and longest manuscript of the hindu religion the 'Mahabharatha' is still widely read, learnt and taught to every new generation. He also goes through a lot of archeological evidence of the existence of the past and all the proof lying around that people have completely lost interest in!

    I am soo soo intrigued now, I really feel like going back home and visiting all that skipped my eyes and understanding - I also feel like literally digging down deep into the history of Delhi and knowing a few things about my race a bit more! I recommend the book to people interested in the city of New Delhi, India!





Monday, September 12, 2011

"Just Letting" - Estate Agents in Jo'burg - Avoid Avoid Avoid!!

So we shifted on the weekend and month-end of July, 2011. A certain J. Leboho was the agent who showed us the new house, he is employed with 'Just Letting' Halfway Gardens in Midrand, a supposed well connected and large estate agent in the Jo'burg area and possibly in all of South Africa.

There were strong initial signs from the behaviour of this fellow that we shouldn't have continued his guidance in finding a house. Say, he would be curt while showing the houses - a tone that says "take it or leave it, I will find someone else" kind. The most striking trend was how he would show a new house and mention it in a light which was always positive ( which is normal for any agent to do) but would give a distinct comparative analysis of how better it was compared to the last one he himself showed. I mean, it leads one to believe that every new house has something better than the previous he showed and suppose you end up selecting whatever he is showing you currently, there ought to be something he is not telling you as well! Information that could be critical and useful on what is 'wrong' or something essential which is just not there. Finally after being weirdly dodgy he showed us a place which was located ideally, seemed fine but with a few fixtures needing repairs - which he promptly shrugged off as something he would 'obviously' take care of before we moved in!

He managed to bluff for a whole month on the repairs and ended up doing nothing, followed by repeated calls to him and to the house owner etc. He would also not let us re-inspect the house without him being there, pretty much afraid of us contacting the previous tenant. It only begs you to suspect what he was trying so hard to hide!

In the end, he did nothing and the house owner came and repaired every single fixture that needed attention. Calls for one to wonder what Just Letting is in the middle for?! They hardly perform any of the functions that an agent is paid to do! 

This agent had managed to put us down, irritate and cut calls on us.  So on the day of move-in, even the house was not ready or cleaned and we had to wait till it was done ( by the house owners' personal maid lol... the agency didn't even bring in their own cleaners!). With no agent to talk to as we arrived on shifting day, I was hopping mad with anger. We had a strong verbal altercation with this Leboho chap who was on his worst possible behaviour! No manners, no sense but a weird air of snobbishness for god knows what reason! Now we refuse to deal with him on any account and have requested the house owner to change the contact person - which well we don't know whether he has done or not - but thankfully haven't heard from this s&%%$d fellow!

So if you are in the Midrand area, you might just do some good for yourself by avoiding Just Letting completely! All the headache absolutely not worth it!