As we continue from the first series, of the Chennapatna travelogues, we still are at the toy shop, where I was lost into the simplicity of the wooden toys.
There was one toy that I picked up, each of its variants in resplendent green and yellow. I had a tough choice choosing between them. I picked up the green one and pointed this to the lady at the counter to enquire the price. She said, she does not sell those toys/pieces individually. These are sold in multiples of 3. So if ever you read this travelogue, and venture out to the toy shops in Chennapatna, do enquire, if any of these toys are available as a single piece. I will be happy to pick one up. Here go the inseperable trio of musicians.
I finally managed to sort out and pick three toys for my 2 and a half year son. He has learnt to recognise the giraffe in his play school, so I thought this is something he can relate to. The other 2 look like cute doggie herbie type cars to play with. It may not have the panache of a ‘Hot Wheels’, but it has the elegance of otherwise a simple wooden toy serving the purpose.
Once I was done with the toys, I hopped over to Nadi Narasimha temple, which was supposedly 1200 years old. For a temple that was that old, it had very few devotees, when I drove there in the afternoon. Maybe it had to do with the fact that most temples in India are rarely open between 12 pm and 4 pm. A travel write up in the Indian Express newspaper quotes the following- “The temple, as per the heredity priest Sri Shridhara’s account, was renovated about 100 or 200 years ago. Some recent records show that the ruler of Mysore Nalvadi Krishnaraja Wodeyar(1881-1940) patronised the temple by granting 12 acres of land for the maintenance of the temple”.
The road leading to the temple, from the main road is a mud path road, that takes a diversion from a potholed road, soon after crossing a railway gate. Life is idyllic amidst the sugarcane plants and the coconut trees, and I stopped over for a short break, to observe the colours of the town. In my quest to observe the country side, I did miss the mud path diversion on the right, but luckily Google Maps, told me that not all is well with my route. Here are some of the images I had clicked while I was on a break of the little village that Mallur is(Near Nadi Narasimha Temple Road).
The villages in India have always believed in this level of automation, of scaring crows or animals away, thinking that a human is manning the fields. Not sure if this is indeed the most potent way of dealing with visitors from the animal kingdom.