This article is partially dedicated to WhatsApp, which is a cross-platform instant messaging service founded in 2009 by two Americans.
I am the one out of the whopping 400 million active users who use this service each month. It unites and makes friends. It plans and executes. It makes us go on an instant vacation.
Our 'Special 26' group was the most active on January 24 when nine of us decided to spend a night at Mahabaleshwar. A friend volunteered to book a guest house.
All fingers were in action mode. This messenger worked like our inbuilt DNA system. It made no bones to ping and inform all. It worked nearly 18 hours that day. Finally, the program firmed up and the countdown began. . .
As the date drew close, others wished to join the fray.
The event now grows to a bigger picture.
We had to work on a larger canvas. Virtual meetings, actual meetings, and meetings over informal dinners ensued.
For those living in Mumbai and Pune, this hill-station is like a second home. Any day, any season, anytime without reason – you hop on swarming this township. It's located in the Western Ghats range of Maharashtra, India, approximately 120 km from Pune.
After there for more than twenty times, I did not know that Mahabi is another name for Mahableshwar and that it served as the summer capital of Bombay province during British Raj.
I recently came to know that in old records it was called Malcolm Peth. Not that it matters but I just thought I would share as a passing reference.
At 8 am we hung a padlock at our main door and headed for a great fun.
Our home for the next 24 hours was a beautiful venue. It was located next to the forest overlooking the hills.
There was no habituation in the vicity, so we could afford to be at our loudest best without disturbing anyone! With enough time for paparazzi, candid photography, and shopping our lungs had the most engulfing cool breeze.
The visit to this place does not get complete without the taste of strawberries. Sweet Charlie and Cama Rosa are the common varieties. The former is sweeter but perishable.
Whether one visits an ancient Shiva temple or not, or any other point, one can not leave this town without enjoying delicacies at Mapro Garden, which is famous for Pizzas, sandwiches, and 'Strawberry with cream. '
One also finds umpteen numbers of local syrups, as also cutlets from homegrown corn.
Consider to go between April and October.
It rains heavily from June to September. Most of the shops remain closed and tourism is thin.
There may or may not be snowfall from October to February but Sun is bright from March to May.
Lay your bags respectively and enjoy a cool and pleasant haven 4500 feet above the sea level. We go often. See you there!