Finally a place to call my own!

After what seemed like ages, I have finally secured a rented accomodation in Shimla. It is surprising how difficult it is to find a decent place on rent in shimla.

First of all the crazy gradient and hilly terrain makes it virtually impossible to have a house with access to the road. Road acess, which is called 'drive in' around here is a premium luxury item. Add to that the odd terminology of one room set or two room set, which canbe translated as 1BHK and 2BHK. Another thing i noticed here, which would surprise any maharashtrian, is that having just one bathroom in the house is almost sacrilegious. there have to be as many bathrooms as there are bedrooms, so a house with 2 bedrooms and one bathroom is a big no-no... the guy must be really poor. :)

But after much huffing and puffing and calling friends at all hours, I finaly found a place to stay. A nice 1BHK, with a decent kitchen, a good bathroom , good fittings, although on the highway (noisy) and on the second floor, oh all those steps, i must upload pic of those crazy steps. All I need is one day to clean and spruce it up. Till then no pics, but once thats done, definitely pics..

Ciao

Comments

Mukta said…

hehe! and it does seem like a 'dangerous' place to live in too. causing bodily harm :P :P
and am still looking forward to the autobiography...

21 October 2009 at 13:19

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