Small Bada - Mission Vada Pav !!

 

....... A few weeks back...... My friend Hari went to one shop and asked for Vada pav. You know what he got. A huge pav with a Masala Vadai in it, that's what you call cross cultural bonding . Vada pav has now become, Ada paavame ! ( distress call)

....... A few days back....... we were watching the gangsters eating vada pav in "Kaminey", which made our stomach growl. We took an oath to eat vada pav , where else other than the north Indian haven of Chennai, Soucarpet.

 

 

Mission name:	Small Bada Mission Vada pav.
Starting Point :	Ashok Nagar
Destination point:	Soucarpet
Start time :	5.30 pm
End time :	8.30 pm
Day eatmarked :	Saturday
Status :	Mission in progress- empty stomach and drooling mouth

 

A small introduction to who seem like caricatures but are characters:

Hari : The guy who can put mokkai ( blunt jokes ) that even a blade doesn't stand a chance . He thinks so differently from others. He says " The one who speaks without any connection is hari" . He also has his fair share of humor.

Venkatesh aka Machi the gochi : Don't ask me why he got the name, will tell you some other time. He does the funniest things you will ever see. For eg he shuffles his card while playing UNO because the other person has seen his cards. Now what difference does that make.

Then add me, who cant make out which is left or right side without seeing the scar on my finger ( for details see last para of this post of mine ), to them you get an awesome threesome.

"Dhan te nan te nan na nan............................" ( after effects of watching kaminey 2 times)

   

    We traveled by bike. We had to take the straight road from the Mount road

signal and not take a right turn to go to Soucarpet. So straight was right and right

was wrong, guess what Machi took the right which was the wrong turn. Wow ! what a start. Machi called us and got back with us . Meantime we betrayed Machi by drinking a spl Badam Kheer each, delicious!. Machi gave us a stare which would send anyone to their childhood size. After Machi's anguish we hogged on to the bike and went straight to Soucarpet.

 

    Machi was playing hide and seek with cops because he refused to wear a helmet. There was one signal in which there were cops catching people. You should have seen Machi's face, no one could give that reaction except for Chris Gayle and few other West Indians, reaction less , no grief or joy. Boy O boy Machi is king at that stuff.

    Sourcarpet was like walking a brown carpet to B-town full of Hindi, but there were no cars in there, only rickshaws unlike the name . Hari was using his not so perfect Hindi to communicate and show off his communication skills. We found everything but for vada pav there, so we decided to split and search.

 

    We sent Machi to the wrong street, the street which has a vada pav shop. Yeah right, it was the street with the vada pav shop, no typos there. Sending him there was the biggest mistake we made. Machi's describing skills are always found wanting. Machi called us and just said it was next to the temple. BTW there were temples all over.
    For once we took Machi's place and took the wrong turn, in which, every street has a SHARMA PAN SHOP and Hindi film poster. It is high time they added first names to their shops. Just imagine First names for shops " ISHANT SHARMA PAN SHOP " , "ROHIT SHARMA PAN SHOP" and for South Indian shops only initials " M.Murugan waste paper mart", " A.G. Iyengar's Bakery " .

 

    We walked to the end of the road and couldn't find a temple in near sight. To make it worse hari got his feet trampled by a rickshaw. Now a real Hari would have said something inane but all these things dried out Hari's mokkai.

    After half a dozen phone calls we found that place , which was next to the Jain temple. Machi described that as a temple which has a Hindi name , so Shakti Temple . God damn Machi's description.

 

    We went into Ajab's Chaat House to taste it immediately. But God had other plans, there were only 2 vada pavs. So we had to wait for the 3rd one. At last the price was in front of us, 'THE VADA PAV' . After we ate, rather licked Punjabi Mashoor Kulfi from a street shop which also existed in every other street.

 

Status Now : Accomplished- full stomach and we need a tooth pick .