Hotel Karnataka Kingsley Jegan Joseph
On a dark desi highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of parottas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, saw a lorry headlight My eyes grew squinty and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway; Wearing nariyal tel And I was thinking to myself, “I’d like Pav Bhaji or maybe some Bhel” Then she brought me the menu, but current went away There were voices from the bathroom door, I thought I heard them say…
Welcome to the Hotel Karnataka Oottaa aayithaa? (Oottaa aayithaa?) Oottaa aayithaa? Ready full-meals at the Hotel Karnataka Any time of year (Any time of year) You can find it here
They had tiffin and full-meals (no sharing with friends) Akki Rotis and Neer Dosas, even - Gobi Manchurians Maddur Vade and Mudde, Soooft Dosa Set, Some meals to remember, sambar I’d like to forget!
So I called up the waiter, “Swalpa neer kodappa” He said, “We don’t have enough to give, if you’re from south of Cuddapah” And still those voices are calling from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say…
Welcome to the Hotel Karnataka Oottaa aayithaa? (Oottaa aayithaa?) Oottaa aayithaa Order full-meals at the Hotel Karnataka Unlimited rice (Unlimited rice) PaLya on the side
She asked “What’re you eating?” Said, “I love your thunder thighs” She said, “Chaplili hoduthini naayi”, and rolled her big brown eyes And on the hotel TV Dr. Raj is tempting fate It’s too early if you come today But tomorrow? That’s too late!
Last thing I remember, I was Running to the door I had to Google Maps it back To Marathalli by four “Relax, “ said the watch man, “This is Bangalore traffic, see? You can check-out any time you like, But you can never leave!”