a stupid's journal

The Chocolate Villa

8:57 PM

Few days back, I was looking for some decent cafe to sit around and spend some of my valuable time eating food. I came to know a place named "The chocolate Villa". The place is filled with lots of cakes and other chocolate dishes.

This baestro is loaded with loud music and sounds from the kitchen, all mixed up in a random manner. And the lady running the place says, "isi mein toh maja aata hai". So if peace is what you seek, you might have to look for another options but if you seriously want some good chocolate food, just get inside once. You'll love the place.

Now talking of the restaurant, it is not at all difficult to find. Once you have found it, just step inside and get lost in the world of chocolate. Sitting couches are comfy and spacious for holding even a group of buddies. You can play chess in there while having food or waiting for it. The walls are covered with quotes for chocolates. Their love for chocolate is easily visible.

I don't know how their entire menu would taste but I loved what I had there. I had a veg cheese grilled sandwich with chilled Virgin mojito. ( I got a green apple soda free too). As the place holds a name with chocolate, how could I not order a chocolate dish!

I had sizzling chocolate brownie. The presentation was so good that I wanted to see it sizzling one more time. But as you know, every food lover is on tight budget. (hehe).

Because of the tight budget, I couldn't have much of their cakes. But I did click some pictures. The menu is yummy and affordable with lots of offers that can be availed easily.

One thing more the last there told be about the place is their agenda.

1. No eggs
2. No hukkah and alcohol
3. Fresh food

So the people with "clean souls" can visit the place anytime without any doubt. And those with a soul like mine, can visit for the chocolate.

Also if you have a problem sitting inside a cafe, they do have open sitting in balcony too. You can take your food there and keep sitting their as long as you want. Apart from food, take your book or journal with you. The place offers calmness if you know how to draw it.

Here are some other pictures that doesn't match up with the text above. I know I'm not good clicking but this is it. You better see taste these cases yourself.

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10:57 AM

Jama Masjid; the Friday Mosque

3:35 PM

Few days back, I was alone and bored on Sunday. Lying over my bed, I thought of going to somewhere. But where? I thought for a little more while and decided to Jama Masjid. I got ready and had breakfast and as soon as I left home, it started raining which I always hated as they spread 'keechad' and ruin our shoes. I so hate them.

But somehow I managed to enter the metro station and life was dry and air conditioned for about one hour. The 'Chawri Bazar Station', stairs like a maze, one over the another. When I stepped out of that metro station, I realize that these untidy rain brings something refreshing with them. The breezes they bring are so good that you want to close you eyes and just feel the slight cold wind over your face. Some of it entering your clothes and some waving your 'un-oiled' hair, and rest getting mixed with your feelings.

Having felt enough of the breeze, I reluctantly walked a little over those crowded streets with every rickshaw-puller looking at you in hope of hiring them. But I kept walking by ignoring them. My only polite gesture to them is when I have to ask the way to some place.

Out of the dusty, polluted and crowded view, a white dome started to appear. It assured me that I was on right way and wasn't lost into those streets. After that 5-10 minutes of walking, I was in Jama Masjid.

One thing I found weird about this place is that you have to carry your shoes wherever you go. You can take them into the premises but can't wear them. Funny though it may seem, but I didn't mind it much. After sometime, I put mine into my bag and started to pretend as if I have submitted my shoes somewhere.

Can you spot any 'mosque thing' in the picture above? I couldn't !!

The place looks like a picnic spot whenever there happens to be a good weather [The breezes I told you about]. From time to time, they people keep praying. But most of the crowd there seemed unaware.

If you walk into the main building, you would see the architecture of the place. Genuinely Islamic!

Now that's all what a boring person can do at such a place. There this 40 meters high minaret you can ascend to and look around for the '360-degrees-view' of Delhi.

It was lucky enough for me that it didn't rain again and it wasn't a sunny day either. The weather was awesome and I loved it. The place is just awesome and the streets around would give you the real 'Dilli Feel'.

Go there and share your experience in comments or you can make your own blog for it.

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"Life is Uncertain" (kind of spiritual and thoughtful)

9:24 AM

Before starting, there's something about this post that you might like to know. I didn't write it in near past, it dates back to more than two year from now. While going through my old diary, I found this. It was January 12th, 2013 when I jotted it down. So here we go!!

Life is a thing to enjoy and live wholeheartedly and it should be lived that way only. Sometimes, thoughts come to our mind that life is short. But is it actually a small time interval?

Talking of spirituality (not religion), the interval of life or the duration of us to be in one body is just sufficient to accomplish our purpose. Masses have passed by without even knowing their purpose. This will keep on going until humans are captured in getting transient things rather than to have bigger goals fulfilled, which is a general nature of humans.

We keep on collecting and saving for family and in a very short moment, like a bubble pops, we would be out of our body with our family and friends sitting around, showing their temporary and much formal form of grief.

The only reason of all this formality or whatever it is, as comes to my mind, is the ocean of emotions that lies into us. The emotions are the form of energy that comes out in form of either happiness or sadness. And second reason is that we expect life to keep going as smoothly as it is. We think of it to be constant. But in actuality, the only constant thing that life has is "The Change".

From the childhood itself, we start experiencing jerks that potholes of life give us. But even then we ignore all that experience and expect life to get better and better with time. It could get better with time, but you don't have to expect that from it. This is the only reason why life keeps on teaching us until we start accepting sudden shocks and abate our emotions.

The harm or pain due to reluctant nature of us, towards the lessons of life, can be felt easily when someone close leaves this world and goes to some other world without even thinking of you for a single time. Even on losing our temporary or transient relations, we get stuck to the moment and forget our real motive, which is neither to be happy nor sad.

Life continuously provides us lesson to be stable with every incident that happens to us. And the lessons grow harder with time if we keep behaving in non learning behavior. Once you accept the lessons and get stabilized, life starts giving you what your thoughts seek for you.

So, life is uncertain. Apparently, I am winding up right where I started from. But meanwhile, I have told you my thoughts. Your thoughts might vary. And that's okay, as we all are different forms of thoughts.

Dargah Hazrat Nizamudin Aulia

2:49 PM

If you live in Delhi or walk around a little, you would easily spot a street with a totally isolated essence and culture. So was the one I went this past Sunday. Exploring the alley was not the purpose, it just fell in my itinerary. After being bored for about six hours, I finally decided to go out some place to seek peace.

I am not much of a kind who would go anywhere random. I generally call that kind "stupid". After more than one hour in the always busy and crowded metro, I reached the station named, Pragati Maidan. Exiting out from this metro station was an experience totally new for me as this area was very spacious. People getting out of this station were warmly welcomed by the food-carts. Some selling foods like Kulchas, Puchkas, Rolls and god knows what. I found both the food and the area to be good.

I could took an auto-rickshaw to Dargah Hazrat Nizamudin, a very popular dargah visited daily by thousands of muslims and a considerable population from other religions too. But I thought of taking a bus instead. Bus ride was different and more fun that I could have had in an auto. A chilling wind touching your face and getting inside your shirt, is quite a feeling. The bus ride in Delhi is often ignored to be added up in list. But one must try it as it is awesome if you could find a less crowded route.

Few minutes of walk got me to a left turn. There started the street I was talking about. It was full of vendor stalls, Restaurants, people and a lot many beggars. I didn't know the way to Dargah. So I just followed the crowd hoping that it will lead me somewhere. And it did.

In the way, walking through streets, narrow and crowded at the same time, I noticed one common thing that every vendor was selling; Roses. All around was a display of beautifully arranged roses, sprinkled by very little sparkle dust and water to make them look fresh.

Well, following the crowd, I entered the periphery of Dargah . A very firm voice started to come to me , mixed with hassle of crowd. In the center, the main building is built and maintained very beautifully. Though, I found the place to be little congested to walk freely.

The complex was crowded, busy and peaceful simultaneously. One easily gets dissolved in its color. Everyone was busy in their own and so was I. After having looked all around, I stood near the "qawaal" singing firmly and energetically. He was interacting both with the higher spirits and his listeners, along with his singing. It was soothing to hear "qawaali".

I wanted to sit there for a while but had to come back. So I walked back till the main road. I sat there for a while and observed that very varied theme for some more time. Having spent my time walking, observing and listening, the Sunday wasn't boring any more. It was worth an experience going there. And I am probably going there again some time in hope of more to explore.

This was an unplanned Sunday. As I said, not planning before going is "stupidity", and I think I am more of a Stupid. I would try my stupidity next time in a more random way.