When Kriti was in Karnataka- Mysuru Travel.
This is an account of how I made new friends, talked all kinds of things, shared sweat and sweets and ate my heart out in a land of foreign tongue and unknown faces. It is about the time I was in Karnataka.For some reason, I had associated a Kathakali face whenever I thought of Karnataka, some mix up with images in 4th standard GK book. But all of it was about to change. As you might have recognised the pattern till now. Most of travel happen because of exams to be taken here and there. And thank the lords I don’t pass any so I get to travel some more. This one is when I went for SSB in Mysore.Before I went, I knew Mysore or Mysuru to be the cleanest city in India with a palace and that was all what idea I had about the place. The journey started of as a branching of my 3 weeks stay at Goa. Yes, I spent a summer in Goa not bragging or anything. It was not like I spent a summer in Germany, you guys! take a chill capsule. So I boarded a night bus from Pa naji to my...