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Qutb Sunday!

Dec the 13th, 2009 : It starts today!

Whats “It“?

A purposeless mission taken up by an eccentric(slightly πŸ˜‰ ) soul : To visit the Qutb Complex every other Sunday and record history-and-nature visually!

Warning : This eccentric soul (ES from here) is a psycho obsessed with the Qutb and what she calls her “photography skills”. Net result : Toooooooooooooooo many pictures of the Qutb Complex from umpteen angles to be presented on this blog over the next couple of years.

Disclaimer : The ES is not responsible for any trauma resulting from seeing pictures of the same damn place again and again and again.. and again!

Note : The photos presented in this section are by no means a complete set of beautiful(??) pictures that can be taken of the structures at the QC. This is JUST the tip of the ice-berg!

To the post now, after all those points to be noted..

This seems to be a popular angle to take in the minar’s beauty. . Lots of people love it. . So does our ES πŸ™‚

Brick is beautiful!

The ES is EXTREMELY jealous of the little birdie.. The brat has easy access to such a nice little spot to enjoy the panaroma from! 😐

Black-and-White does have its charm

Now an unusual angle. . Which for once doesnt lead all eyes to just the Qutb! phew!

Yes Yes. . Thats the ES!

The view from the Alai Darwaza. . Whoa! The ASI definitely does a good job at maintaining this place.

Alai Darwaza

What can be better than having a doorway like that one to flaunt and a window like this one to relax on?

Quwwat al-Islam Mosque

With some history done, move on to see nature merging with history..

Now THAT is what is called contrast!!

Mr. Squirrel too has a vantage point. .Not fair! 😦

So the ES does have company to enjoy the early morning sun with πŸ˜‰

A closer shot of ES‘s little friend πŸ™‚


The ES’s little trip does seem to be fun though almost pointless. The “almost” is there for a reason. A super-hungry ES tasted the Andhra-Upma-Pesarattu at Govardhan (after waiting a good half hour for the folks’ kitchen to warm up to the first, really-early customer on this lazy sunday πŸ˜€ ). Just perfect to end the morning with. Actually, good enough for “Sunday Early Morning – bicycle – Qutb – photography – Pesarattu – Lab – Blog” to become a routine πŸ˜‰


The Charm of “History – Unknown”

If its one thing to visit well known historic sites and know about the people and events behind it, its another to visit an obscure site with ancient ruins, whose history nobody knows about!

Is that a mughal-day gurkha post??

Can not decide - Does Sepia really suit the historical mood?

History behind Bars!! πŸ˜›

It is particularly funny when these buildings are right amidst the busy city, in fact, scattered among modern buildings. I am talking about my first outing on my bicycle. . To the unnamed ancient structures nearest to IITD.

Nothing too special about them except their age – which too I guess, is unknown, for the ASI hasnt cared to put up a board or anything notifying it. These seem to be parts of some ancient fort or complex (possibly the Hauz Khas Tank or Siri Fort) which have stood the test of time and civilization when their neighbours have been razed down to make place for roads and apartments. No carvings, no exquisite domes, no astounding heights – nothing really interesting enough for a tourist in the conventional sense. BUT..

Being there gives a feeling of having an intimate chat with the past! No sexy-sleek-camera toting tourists interested in proving to the world that they had “been there and done it” by getting pictures of themselves clicked at the “right” spots with the “right” structures for backdrop!

With just a few birds for company (and a dog who objected to my company!), I probably painted the picture of a complete crazy-nerd with my adventure-gear (camera, tripod, ipod, huge water bottle, bag equipped with apples, sweets, thepla and Indira Gandhi’s political bio!) to amused on-lookers. But who says a crazy-nerd cannot have fun? πŸ˜‰

Here are the pictures of history well taken care of, but not really cared for!

Looks there there IS Life among the ruins!

There definitely is Love among these ruins πŸ™‚

Why does the ray of morning sunlight seem to be a ray of hope to me?

Back at the hub of modern day technology (IITD πŸ˜‰ ), my first successful attempt at capturing fellow-inmates!

Here is another IITian lost in thought!!

P.S : Women ask for directions! But Delhi men either say “I dont kno” or give wrong directions!! πŸ˜›

I NEED a cycle …


How else do you expect me to travel 12km every morning in Delhi traffic??!!

Do I hear a “logical” question? That y I am not thinking of taking public transport or autorickshaw or even buy a vehicle for myself??

STOP thinking on those lines. It clearly shows that you do not know me! For your benefit, let me declare that I am slightly(?? friends will surely object πŸ˜‰ ) eccentric and would never consider reasonable options!

That settled,Β  folks who actually know me are bound to bark “Why the hell do you need to travel 12km a day?? After all, you are one of those souls comfortably settled in campus, needing to ‘travel’ atmost 1/2km to your lab???”

Well. . remember I am “slightly” eccentric?? πŸ˜€

Coming to the point. . the 12km travel is what is needed to make early morning visits to the Qutb Minar from IITD!

Now, being a research scholar with a serious commitment to my QCA research and completing my PhD in a decent span of time, I cant afford to take out 3hrs each day just to visit the Qutb!! Get the point?

Dare to ask why exactly I need to visit the Qutb every damn day???

U really do? I warn that the answer is most unreasonable & is based on a crazy experience!

If you persist to read in spite of that warning, here goes..

Reason : Going all the way(arnd 6km) to the Qutb just after sunrise, all alone and seeing the beauty of the structures along with the enchanting morning sun and parrots and squirrels is P.U.R.E P.L.E.A.S.U.R.E!

How did I reach that conclusion??

By doing precisely that. . this morning! πŸ˜€

What started as a trip to the hostel mess from my lab in a quest for downing something called breakfast, took a lot of unexpected,Β  sudden turns..

Like deciding to take a walk to the Ashram just outside the gate to enjoy the morning weather..

Then deciding, impromptu, to while away time (of course, by walking aimlessly!) till a nearby restaurant opens so that “Mission Breakfast” is accomplished..

Setting an innocent limit to the walk. . Till the junction where the routes to Saket and the Qutb Complex separate..

Feeling like walking a bit more. . Just for the heck of it. . and reaching the next junction..

Walking a bit further. . for no apparent reason..

And spontaneously deciding to in fact walk to the mighty minar, and doing it! πŸ˜€

Now, the atmosphere of the Qutb complex – with all the mysteries that known and unknown pieces of history bring along, the intricate art, the dominating structures – seemed all the more inspiring in the winter morning, when just a handful of tourists (paying a customary visit with no real curiosity πŸ˜› ) are loitering around among a whole china-scale population of parrots, india-scale population of pigeons and say, US-scale population of squirrels. . not to forget a Pak-scale population of really frightening dogs! [that was a long sentence.Β  Read. .and re-read carefully πŸ˜‰ ]

Add Ilayaraja’s awesome music constantly keeping elevating my already sky-high mood through my beloved Sennheiser PX100 headphones. The result => Me smiling @ everything around me, standing here and there and devouring the sight from all possible angles(mind you.. I did not have my camera with me!), singing (of course on mute!) the songs all the while. Consequence => The tourist crowd found another not-so-ancient attraction at the Qutb Complex – an obvious(??) lunatic who had possibly escaped from a mental asylum somewhere close by, or perhaps a crazy IITian as her sweatshirt suggests.

Walking all the way back to the aforementioned restaurant wondering how the emperors would have conceived the idea of building structures, what kind of politics would have lead to their “untimely” deaths, what other heritage sites did they plunder to be able to erect this one, what kind of architectures and carving styles have been used etc etc was a pleasure in itself. The Sambar Vadai & Filter coffee served at the restaurant did not excite one enough to overshadow the awe about mughal history.

To do justice to the mughals and the Qutb and my claim of being a history freak, I do not have any choice except to visit the place any number of times till all the facts about the place and its beauty sink in.. Do I? πŸ˜€

So. . Back to the title. . To make this fancy feasible and reasonably less time consuming (put in “healthy” to that πŸ˜‰ ). . I need a cycle! Got it??

You did?


I too got it. . The cycle. . Immediately after the filter coffee πŸ˜€

Now, this proud owner of a smooooth bicycle is all enthu to explore the other heritage sites of Delhi over weekends. . AND subject them to my photographic “skills”. . AND blog about the trip!

Yoooooo Hooooooooo! πŸ˜€

I am back to full-energy full-enthusiasm mode after months! Looks like my research is going to pick up speed too @ this rate πŸ˜€


1.Β  I miss Tamil Nadu toooo much!! This stupid place doesnt have a single small shop selling steaming idlis & puris (okay.. @least rotis) @ 7.30am!! x-(

2. Found the mood to blog after a looooong time.Β  Will do Pradeep‘s tag soon. Thanks Pradeep for visiting my blog and tagging me πŸ™‚

Chase the gloom. . With blooms

Situation : Been doing layouts, writing about how our idea is better than others, thinking exotic with TSP – energy minimization – optical solution for TSP – QCA.. feeling tired and sleepy, along with a sense of a cloud of gloom slowly descending on me!

Time : The sun has just peeped out. . 6.05am. . Hey that means its the perfect time for some photography!

Venue : Philips Lab. . Ah. .that means my camera and tripod are right there and I can go clicking all the way from department to hostel πŸ™‚

Result : A good 90minsΒ  usefully “wasted” crouching near small flowers, making slippers super-dirty. . AND clicking these nice shots (yaaay. .i’m happy with myself for these πŸ˜€ )

Side-effects :

  1. All the morning-walker junta confirming that this is one crazy soul turned 100% perfectly insane after stepping foot into IIT life. . (fortunately/unfortunately, this junta includes Bala Sir!)
  2. Almost barking at the all-too-duty-conscious security guard who decides that flowers are copyright-IITD and that his foremost duty is to bombard anyone who is trying to make illegal copies of their beauty with a 1001 questions!! Or is a camera the new RDX and a tripod its detonator? πŸ˜›
  3. Hitting the pillow results in seeing everything dew-covered in my dreams. . EVERYTHING. . right from flowers to laptop to mess bread pakoda!!!

Attached : Observations from the experiment – The best shots of the session

These little dewys were the sole reason for me not jumping into a debate with the security junta!

These little dewys were the sole reason for me not jumping into a debate with the security junta!

A rose is a rose is a rose. .but it becomes a sweeter rose with dew

A rose is a rose is a rose. .but it becomes a sweeter rose with dew