Land of Kebabs..!

Gheesa" was a poor boy in an indian village whose father,if given a kilo of gold,would find it safest to hide in the walls of his hut,made of cowdung.As a story in our 10th std hindi book said.

Lucknow's paan-spitting people,gun slinging politicians,extortions.Crooked one-man wide streets stuffed with more rickshaws than people.Landmarks of red cakes of dried paan spit in the city.People on roads outnumbering the people in offices.More road side politicians than politicians themselves.Old time lucknow has only "gallies",with banners of the local corporator welcoming you in them.Rickshaws make walking like a jigsaw.Thats cowdung.

Journey to your favourite place of worship takes planning.Rickshaws,people,dogs and smells being the patience testers, you turn a blind eye and thicken your skin to the worldy distractions.Make your way to the above mentioned kinda street in Aminabaad's tunde galli.Get to the seating place which is below the ground level.See the pictures of Shahrukh Khan and other celebrities taken with the bald man sitting in a corner and acting as a cashier.Feel important.Feel the heat.Smell the smoke of kebabs.Order 2 bada kebabs and a pepsi to counter the oil.Eat a morsel,feel blessed.Eat another and reach climax.Wash hands,eat saunff,pay money to cashier while matching his face to the photos on the walls.Head out to RBI building while on the way back.Eat meetha-paan,and smoke while eating it.Go home and dont get up till 12.Thats gold.