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Thursday, May 28, 2026

A Little Escape to Coorg

Escaping the Bengaluru summer was reason enough for a road trip to Coorg. A five hour drive took us from heat and traffic into misty hills, cool drizzle and peaceful mornings. Between trying local cuisine, exploring flea markets, visiting a beautiful Tibetan monastery and constantly taking pictures of each other, this trip turned into the perfect little family break we did not know we needed. 

Here are the pics before our memory cards officially filed a complaint.



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The dripping flame vines and water clinging to every flower were the telltale signs that Coorg had quietly enjoyed a drizzle before we arrived.



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We headed to a sunset viewpoint, though the thick clouds and overcast skies did not look too interested in letting the sun make an appearance.



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The sunset may have skipped the evening show, but the clouds clearly decided to overperform instead. Everyone stood there hoping the sun would somehow negotiate its way through the dramatic skies.



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And while the clouds kept the sunset hidden, we found the best way to pass time waiting.



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Even without the sunset, the viewpoint gave us enough drama to keep staring into the distance.




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Mandatory selfie where everyone tries to smile naturally.



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The sun never really showed up, but honestly, with views like this, nobody seemed too disappointed.



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Just when Manju found the perfect spot and pose, three perfectly synchronized photobombers walked through the frame like they had rehearsed it for hours.



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Manju finally got her solo picture. Clearly worth the wait.




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By evening, the dark clouds and glowing street lamps made everything look like a scene straight out of an old hill station postcard.



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Mornings in Coorg felt like a constant competition between mist, drizzle and the sun, with each taking turns to briefly win before disappearing again.



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The mist rolled through the roads so thick that even a simple morning walk started looking cinematic.



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The mist grew so thick at one point that even the auto ahead seemed unsure about where the road ended. The “Life is Challenge” sign at the back suddenly felt less like decoration and more like weather commentary.



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The mist was not limited to viewpoints and hilltops. It quietly rolled into the town as well, wrapping busy streets, flower shops and passing vehicles in a soft grey haze.



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Even through the heavy mist and drizzle, the Field Marshal stood tall and unbothered, quietly watching over Coorg while the weather did its best to hide everything else.



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We also managed to remind ourselves that after all these years, we still know how to pose like tourists in love.



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Road trips are basically a collection of scenic views connected by food stops. And with two growing boys in the car, lunch pit stops were less of a choice and more of a scheduled emergency.



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Manju was more than happy to make full use of the grand staircase and fancy architecture while I played unpaid photographer.




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One of the highlights of the trip was visiting the beautiful Tibetan monastery at Bylakuppe. Between the golden rooftops, colourful artwork and the peaceful atmosphere, it felt like stepping into a completely different world hidden in the hills of Coorg.





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Every corner of the monastery was filled with intricate details, bright colours and symbols that seemed to tell stories centuries old.





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The monastery housed statues of Padmasambhava, Sakyamuni Buddha and Amitayus, each radiating a different presence. Surrounded by vivid murals, intricate carvings and the soft stillness of the prayer hall, the space felt both grand and deeply peaceful.

In Tibetan Buddhist monasteries, these figures represent different aspects of enlightenment and spiritual teaching.



Padmasambhava, also known as Guru Rinpoche, is the revered master who brought Buddhism to Tibet in the 8th century. He represents wisdom, transformation and protection.

Sakyamuni Buddha is the historical Buddha, Siddhartha Gautama, who attained enlightenment and founded Buddhism. He symbolizes awakening and spiritual understanding.

Amitayus is the Buddha of Infinite Life and longevity. He symbolizes long life, vitality and spiritual abundance.

Together, these statues create a spiritual narrative of enlightenment, compassion, wisdom and long life, which is why Tibetan monasteries often place them prominently inside the main prayer hall.


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The prayer hall also held ritual objects that carried deep symbolic meaning. Bells and dorjes rested beside sacred texts wrapped in saffron cloth, while conch shells and ceremonial instruments added to the quiet spiritual atmosphere.



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I was particularly drawn to a striking black and gold thangka painting of a wrathful deity. Amid swirling clouds, flames and intricate patterns, the fierce expression seemed less about anger and more about power and protection. The sheer detail in the artwork kept pulling me back for another look.



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The Bodhisattva in the painting was Manjushree, sharing a name close to my wife Manju’s. That little coincidence made the artwork feel even more special to us, and she spent a few extra moments admiring its calm expression and intricate details.



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A young monk stood quietly with prayer beads resting in his hand.




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Two young monks crossed the courtyard with playful smiles, bringing a touch of childhood mischief to the monastery’s calm surroundings.



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The snow lion stood guard outside the monastery.





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Golden blooms brought a quiet brightness to the monastery grounds.



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Female and male house sparrows quietly wandered through the monastery gardens, completely at home in the calm surroundings.






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A warm conversation with the monk became one of the highlights of our monastery visit.



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Coorg gave us more than just an escape from the Bengaluru summer. Between the misty mornings, hidden sunsets, monastery silence and laughter-filled photo stops, the trip became a collection of moments we will remember far longer than the journey itself. Some places refresh you. Coorg quietly stayed with us.

Do share your thoughts in the comments.

Thursday, May 21, 2026

A Rain Washed Morning At Saul Kere

The rain had arrived the previous night.

After weeks of dusty roads, tired trees, and that familiar summer haze hanging over Bangalore, the overnight showers changed everything. By morning, the city looked washed clean, fresh, and alive again. So I headed to Saul Kere.

On weekends, Saul Kere is usually full of birdwatchers scanning every branch for movement. But this weekday morning, I had the place almost entirely to myself. Just me and the birds slowly coming alive after the rain.

And what a morning it turned out to be.

Even the common birds somehow looked brighter after the rain.

Here are a few frames from that peaceful weekday morning at Saul Kere.



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The first bird of the day was this beautiful female Asian Koel. She sat quietly on a branch while the surrounding trees echoed with endless “koo...ooo” calls from excited males. It sounded like there were multiple suitors nearby, each trying their luck.



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The sky slowly turned shades of orange and gold while the trees stood in silhouette against the glowing morning sun.



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A Wire tailed Swallow took a quiet break on a wire.



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Dusky Crag Martins were constantly flying low over the water.



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Meanwhile, an Oriental Darter, better known as the Snake Bird, was having a far more successful morning.



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An Indian Silverbill posed briefly on a thorny branch, looking completely unbothered by the sharp spikes around it.



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A tiny Pale billed Flowerpecker paused briefly. Tiny birds, tiny patience window.



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The Asian Green Bee eaters were putting on quite a show in the golden morning light.



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A female Small Minivet posed beautifully.



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A Scaly breasted Munia clung gently to the grass.



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The Rufous Treepie was impossible to ignore that morning. Loud calls, constant movement, and plenty of attitude as it hopped around the trees demanding attention.



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A Shikra suddenly sliced through the quiet morning, sending smaller birds into instant panic mode.



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A Yellow billed Babbler posed briefly between its usual noisy conversations.



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A Black rumped Flameback clung to a tree trunk, completely focused on its search for breakfast.



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A Spotted Owlet sat quietly watching the world wake up around it.



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A Common Tailorbird turned out to be the final sighting of the morning. Tiny, restless, and always busy, it felt like a fitting little farewell before I packed up and headed home from a peaceful morning at Saul Kere.



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That wrapped up a wonderful weekday morning at Saul Kere after the much needed rain. Quiet trails, fresh greenery, and plenty of beautiful bird moments made it a memorable one.

Hope you enjoyed this post. Do leave a comment and let me know which sighting or frame you liked the most.