When i was at MCC, during the last year of my B.Sc., i always used to spend Saturday evenings outside home. At times, Sundays too.
Saturday evenings saw me roaming along D. V. G. Road, Gandhi Bazaar Main Road. It was a routine. I would come home at about 6 in the evening, after having snacked at Chalukya. Father could be seen waiting for me. He could hear me grumble on the phone if he was not to be seen around.
We would go to Brahmins' Coffee Bar, near Shankar Mattha, or Roti Ghar. After having consumed some idlies, i used to wait for a hot cup of tea. Both places serve excellent tea. For a change, we used to buy badam milk from Roti Ghar.
After having filled our bellies, we would amble. Stopping here and there to observe various things. Colourful flowers with their fragrances pleasing the senses, vegetables at Greens and Grains, the tid-bits at grandhige angaDis', browsing through books at Ankitha Pustaka, staring at bright trinkets sold on the footpaths, looking for a particular author at a cart selling second-hand novels, sighting a new shop......
A visit to Gandhi Bazaar always had us returning home with something in our hands. Be it a pack of rava koDubaLes at Iyengar's Bakery, or vegetables, sanDiges' from Subbamma Stores, a novel, or anything that catches my fancy. During the entire tme, father and i would discuss everything under the sun, from activities at college, to Sri Sri Sri Ravishankar's efforts in minting money.
coming home, mother would get a detailed account. Often, i would spend the night on the couch watching a late-night movie. Anyways, Sundays are meant for laziness and waking up late in the morning.