North Main Road in Pune’s upscale Koregaon Park will never be the same again. It’s a street filled with interesting possibilities to spend an evening out, rummaging through shops that scream India in every ware. Spending agonising moments over the pavement-chhap chappals and sarongs and jholas intended for foreigners, walking past the Osho ashram, taking in the smiles—inspired by dope or nirvana—of foreign sanyasis in maroon robes; dodging crazy bikers showing off their latest acquisitions or their prowess with the machines. Also having to decide between the Khambucha—the special herbal drink at the German Bakery—or the marble cake there.
V-Day eve A shell-shocked inmate of Osho ashram at the site
The eve of Valentine’s Day changed all that.
A blast that...