![]() He looked puzzled but answered anyway ‘Sylk’s Hotel, Memsahib!’ I took a deep breath, fully knowing how insane the next question would sound: He wasn’t wearing the usual Taj attire but flashed the same bright smile and bowed down rather strangely, The same lush green lawn, the same white cottages with red roofs overlooking the breathtakingly picturesque, misty Nilgiri hills. This is as if all the antiques have suddenly become brand new. That’s when I looked around and noticed the changes. I looked for the hotel phone on the nightstand but it wasn’t there either. ‘What time is it?’ I reached out for my cellphone, but it wasn’t there. So I was kind of surprised to hear this much activity this early in sleepy Ooty. It’s the quaint, self-pampering holiday I always dreamt of but never had. Truth be told, getting stuck in a place as pretty and plush as the Savoy is not nearly as punishing as I made it out to be to my boss. When I checked into the Savoy Ooty in late March, I, like most people, didn’t anticipate the sudden lockdown. ![]() And I thought, still sleepy, ‘What happened to social distancing?’ I woke up to the sound of galloping horses and marching feet. ![]()
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