My most honest memory of Old Rajendra Nagar, #Delhi. Have spent countless agonised - seemingly happy but essentially doomed - night-hours here. I’m still trying to figure out as to how to best balance out the various things in and of my life. And I’ve noticed the google-maps name for the first time.. seems like it portended something. :) (at Sindhi Park)
The Focus On And Of WhatsApp
This morning I had a meeting with a couple entrepreneurs whose company was recently acquired. It was just a general catch up session, no real agenda. Still, it seemed quite random when a good third of our conversation was spent talking about WhatsApp and its incredible penetration in India.
Why was this growth happening? The consensus was: focus. On what they’re good at. On what their users want. On what ultimately matters.
A couple hours later, what at the time seemed a random conversation turned almost a little spooky when it was announced that Facebook would be acquiring WhatsApp for $19 billion and change.
This is what is up.
Coffee plantations near Araku Valley, #Vizag. They have shops nearby that sell the sumptuous bamboo chicken, which is cooked inside a bamboo stump, on for. There are also roadside shops selling organic, single origin, filter coffee powder, and spices like cardamom, cloves, nutmeg, cinnamon, saffron, etc. The drive from Araku to Vizag is beautiful, and to embellish the awesome scenery, it was cloudy today! :)
To Deomali, and more
View from the top.
Update: I want to the place again yesterday, on the 12th that is. I wanted to get to the top: it was about completing the task that I’d started. I’d failed the last time around: my bike had ditched me. So I decided to trek all the way up this time, and it was a wonderful experience. It took me about an hour and a half to get to it: 3 kilometres, all the way up to the top of the hill, where there was no track to go, the road having ended some 500 metres below that point. I’d parked my bike at the foot of the hill, and had some music for company. The journey was tiring yet fun-filled, and I felt immensely satisfied thereafter: it was an achievement for me after all. I stayed there for about half an hour. It was great: pristine, serene, and scenic; I’m glad that I went back.
Original post: So I planned to go to Deomali, supposedly Odisha’s highest point. It’s some 65 kilometres from Koraput, where I’m staying at my brother’s place. The road to Deomali is bad, and it takes about 2.5 hours to reach there from Koraput. In addition to this encouraging prospect, the place lies deep in Naxal territory, so I was naturally excited about the journey.
I took off at 9:30 a.m, on a Honda Unicorn. I have this new found passion for biking and exploring places thereby, so this trip was mouth watering. Little did I know that this day would be one of the more eventful ones in my life.