Platypus Stays

Platypus Stays — Electronic City, Bengaluru

Welcome tothe Burrow.

An entire private floor in a quiet building. Two bedrooms, a bright hall, a proper kitchen, and a balcony that saves the best light for the evening.

The platypus at home on the blue sofa, under the peacock triptych, at golden hour
What this is

One home, not a hotel. We set it up the way we keep our own house, then hand the whole floor to you. The lockbox code reaches you before you do.

Who keeps it

Sourav looks after the Burrow. Message him on Airbnb for anything at all: extra blankets, dinner recommendations, or which switch runs the geyser. He replies quickly.

A little story

A day at the Burrow.

Told, with some liberties, by the platypus who lives here.

The platypus arrives at the building with a backpack and suitcase in the golden evening light
01 06As you walk up

You find the place.

Fifth floor of the yellow building with the blue railings, the one with the tree out front, on a quiet street. The lift is just inside the gate.

The platypus opens the lockbox at door 502, a small suitcase at its feet
02 06Two in the afternoon

You let yourself in.

The lift brings you and your bags straight up. The key is waiting in the lockbox by the door. No front desk, no waiting around.

The platypus lounges on the blue sofa under the peacock triptych, lamp glowing
03 06As the light turns gold

You settle in.

The hall lamp comes on and the whole room warms up. The blue sofa, the peacocks on the wall, a cup of something hot, and nowhere you need to be.

The platypus watches the sunset from the balcony with a cup of chai
04 06Half past six

The balcony does its thing.

Palm tops, red roofs, and a long slow Bangalore sunset. Bring the chai. This is the part people remember.

The platypus plays cards and board games on the pink room bed at night
05 06After dark

You stay in.

Cards on the bed, chess if you mean it, a box of six games in one. A window full of moon over the balcony.

The platypus in a yellow apron stirs a pot in the kitchen, spice jars on the counter
06 06Morning

You cook.

The solar geyser beats you to the hot water. Coffee on, spices out, the pot going. Breakfast the way you have it at home.

The platypus asleep in an armchair, an A Day at the Burrow book on its belly

And after a good day, a better night. At eleven the next morning the key goes back in the box.
We hope you come back.

Sunset over Electronic City, seen from the fifth floor

Most evenings the sky puts on a show. Taken from the balcony, facing west.

The little things

The small stuff, looked after.

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Board games and books on the marble table
Uno, chess, and six games in one box
The Bless This Home sign by the door
Bless this home, and all who enter
Television with Disney+ Hotstar, books on the shelf below
Hotstar for movie nights
Cards and board games spread on the bed
Cards on the table, mid game
A spoonful of spice over the pot
The spices get used
The fig by the wardrobe mirror
The fig by the mirror
Figurines and books on the shelf
The thinkers on the shelf
The front door with its home sweet home doormat
Home sweet home, at the door
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The Pink Room, curtains open to the balcony