Jargon of Real Estate Amenities
Isn't it amazing, we all want to ride real estate cycle. All I mean here by saying that we want to own at least one decent roof on our head! Whether you are from Mumbai, Bengaluru, Jhalrapatan or Andhamugal you always aspire something better, more and comfortable life.
Yes the aspirations of a family from Andhamugal are different from Bengaluru City dweller. Almost a decade back developers in Mumbai put extra emphasis on Swimming Pool as a desired amenity. You call it sheer luck of purely coincidence that in a distant Mumbai suburb friend of mine invited me on occasion of House Warming in a new spic n span cluster of towers. Pooja ceremony at 11 am followed by sumptuous lunch in banquet hall with in the premises of cluster of buildings. I reached little early on desire of my better half to see the building and amenities. Surprisingly she got ready within 20 minutes on Sunday morning. After having Poha and Ujjain ke Sev in breakfast we drove 35 minutes on Sunday to reach at friends place.
As usual guard at main door asked me, kiske ghar jaana hai... I said Bobby patel saab ke ghar jaana hai. Oh Yes, he is doing Gruha Pravesh Pooja today He guided me to visitors car park area. My betterhalf immediately said, Suno aap apne building ke watchman ko toda tight karo...?? I said, Jaanu we are on rent, I can't dictate terms with watchman.
Well while entering in ALL STEEL glitzy elevator we pressed 18th floor button and with in 5 seconds we heard Door is closing (automate voice) Wow! What if a deaf and Blind will enter the lift, I asked myself?
The moment it reached at 18th floor again similar voice echoed Eighteenth floor, door is opening. As lift doors slides left and right we can see almost 18 pairs of Bata, paragon, Clarks, Catwalk, Nike and Metro shoes and sandals and some ornate shiny sandals of course some pair of shoes travelled 200 kilometers and in that process and in continuation touch and scrub with socks they lost their identity. Huh! so may people are already there... Jaanu are we late...? She raised her voice "Aaapko pohe khane se fursat mile to na..." I was awed ! Fresh smell of Shrikhand entered into nostrils and I thanked God! You are So kind! Glitzy mirror coated ivory tinted ceramic tiles are smiling at us in between couple of inches of shoes and sandals on floor lobby. Though the ventilation was good and airy and one can not miss the sweet fragrance of incense sticks and typical smell of havan goods when you say "Swahaa..." and You put finger full of Sesame seed with some exclusive items as suggested by priest.
In 42 degrees afternoon when You get chilled Shrikhand You should always thank to God. We can hear the chants of mantra at door where one good Samaritan welcomed us with Nimbu Paani. Wow! What a feeling of having cool fresh sweet lemon water. Hi, Bobby... I yelled and with in 10th part of second I realize my big mistake, Bobby is sitting in Pooja and he is not supposed to say anything other than chanting Mantra. Well, When I realized we all can not accommodate in 10 X 18 living room which more than 40% was coved by priess and his Pooja decor and variety of Fruits and lot many sundry items. So we went to Kitchen and saw some maharaj was preparing Shrikhand. We saw the door of one bedroom was half open and after getting my second step I realised some one was sleeping on a nice flowery sheet mattress on Floor. I,m told Jijaji aaj subah hi aaye hai, he is tired of 16 hour journey from Jamnagar... Hmmm, Okay Okay let him sleep. We approached to second room which was locked from inside or outside we could not able to figure out. I was wondering on the wall colors combination and my wife whispered lets go down, till Pooja gets over we will take a round of buildings... my thought of obeying wife's idea was an instant! As whole flat was full of white layer of fragrances of spices, sandalwood, pure ghee and colorful trolley bags and of course lots of unknown faces.
We went to lobby and pressed the button of lift. As door opened a boy of 14 years told me, Uncle are you going down to clubhouse... Yes , I said. He said still you need to wait for 1 hour as food is getting ready. I looked at my wife and wondered is she is thinking the same... that did I saw a familiar face! Another friend of mine with his better half and around 12 years old son. Hi, Rajesh... How are you... after long time.... and I realized even without giving him breathing time I showered string of questions... he he he he I am good Vinod ... Indeed after 4 years, In short I convinced him that Bobby's flat is full of mortals. A a matter of courtesy he just entered in flat and said Hi to Bobby. We went to see amenities. Wow, what a good looking, swanky lobby of Clubhouse. Gleaming italian marble slabs , 4 seater couches, split airconditioners and wide french windows. As soon I entered pool side I saw a huge pool of greenish aqua tiles but no water? I am told that authorities wanted all residents to occupy then fill up the water whereas the reality is Water cut was on by relevant dept to curtail these activities.
Ah! my amenities at government stakes?