Bangalore beckons...

Bangalore lures me with all the finesse of a Janus faced strumpet. The salubrious clime, friendly autorikshawwallahs, a cornucopia of South-Indian eatouts - they all cater to my South-Indian disposition. The weather is invigorating and salubrious. To have the early morning cool breeze on your face is simply exhilarating. The people are friendly too. The autorikshawwallahs do not grudge to charge by their autorickshaw meters. The people dont try to bulldoze you out of sight (like in Delhi and a few other places in the North). You can come across a lot of people who speak Tamil in addition to their vernacular (Whew! What a relief!). I must admit, against all my earnest secular intentions, that the traditional 'indhango sir', 'vaango', 'pongo' dialect of Tamil appeals to my Brahminical instincts and is music to my ears! It is not as politically motivated as, say Delhi or Chennai, probably because most of the people here are a part of the non-interfering corporate sectors. They say that Bangalore was full of looters and petty vandals but all that seems to have vanished without a trace (I am not really qualified enough to say that, but I'll let it go!).

You can find scores of people thronging outside discotheques and pubs. Pubs. I do not know what strange fascinations they hold for even the dis'spirit'ed few. Even the teetotallers seem to frequent the bars for all kinds of odd reasons! I thought the other day that Bangalore is like a whore that tries to sell herself to dreamy-eyed adolescents. Apparently Ms. Nimbus had gone to a disco with her guy the other day. I asked her to tell me what she thought of it. Shocking was what she said, though I am sure she must have enjoyed herself.

None of that for me though, at least for the time being, while I 'face-off' with the Janus faced strumpet.

- posted by Dileepan @ 2:58:00 am

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