It’s the ninth day of the ten day Dasara festival, the biggest event in Mysore’s calendar.

Today we follow a hallowed tradition of asking the goddess to bless our weapons for battles over the next year.

Nowadays we put forward our tools, mainly our vehicles.

So after a fair amount of faffing about (careful preparation) we do the required Pūjā.

We had a team of two knowledgeables namely Sowbhagya and Kaveri.

The ‘has-been’ well he’s always been a spare part.

But I’m — Not the only one getting lost.

Big surprise today. The red peril, her highness ‘the radical’ enjoyed her first flyover.