Kodagu Konnect: A Rainy Weekend at Coorg
When I was much younger, and in college, Coorg was a little squiggle on mind, most evitable by a rich sultry drapes, matching nails and lip colour of a certain Ms Cariappa. It almost stood out eking out a visual cue for Coorg. Eventually, as my friend circle grew in college, Coorg became one of those places that people called home in the multicultural melting pot that was Manipal. And, almost all of them had jaw-dropping good looks, had an unbelievably high tolerance for fiery meat dishes and the almost the same intensity of intolerance against hockey! This naturally led to a conversation...
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It may sound pretty cheesy, but my first memory of Ooty is a dialogue from the 80’s film “Karz’, where a cheeky Jalal Agha turns around to a disturbed Rishi Kapoor ( who is unaware that his love-interest resides in Ooty), and in an attempt of persuasion to get him to station himself there, squeals out “Ooty, pyaar ki booty” (Translated, that stands: -Ooty, the reservoir of love!). I loved the movie, the picturesque locations and the songs. And thus began the love-affair! It was John Sullivan, the British Collector of Coimbatore who put Ooty firmly on the map...
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