We decided to skip the lucky draw coupon. There was a long line of people, some frantically scanning the ground. They had lent their pens for filling the lucky draw and lost them in the process. Pen thieves were back in action. Parker and Reynolds were not spared.
Inside, the walkway was very narrow and the heat was unbelievable. But, the sight of pretty lasses and damsels provided relief. My sis decided to hit the stalls where free samples were given. From puliogre to vanilla, we tried everything. We did not spare the chips either. We joined the Mysore crowd in the "free-for-all."
Next were the vegetable dicers. Somebody had the common sense to put a blade between two cubes and apply pressure. VOILA! chopped vegetables in an instant. It's perfect for the lazy, yet impatient Mysorean. Th next stall had an electric tandoor, with its very own chef. Naans and rotis were dished out, and everything in between. No one bothered about the price. It was served hot and free, exactly to a Mysorean's delight. This was in perfect harmony with the roti maker. Put the dough, press and get a hot fluffy roti.
I even suggested that we should take the chopped vegetables from the dicer stall, use the stove exhibition stall to cook and take some rotis. Free dinner!
I was turned down by sis.
But, having said that, more women flocked these stalls than men, with questions ranging from service to electricity bills. There was hardly anything for the men, except the belts and purses. At the end of the exhibition, there were imported sofas and cushions. People made themselves comfortable and recommended others to do the same. The owners frowned at the sweat and grime on the pristine covers.
Obviously, the food stalls were packed. The kids gave a taste of the menu to everyone. Some had them on their shirts and some on pants. It was quite an evening for those who love freebies.
Don't miss the next season.
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