Banging around in Banglore!!!

I av shifted base to Banglore for work purposes. Any one who works in the IT related industry knows that Banglore is where everyone is sent sooner or later. But let me just disillusion you- its overhyped.

The moment i landed here( company sponsered relocation) all i could see all around were hoarding screaming out in kannada,but what i and my friend could make out were the sweet-meats called jalebis were being formed in large bold letters. That to the uninitiated is what kannad looks like to an outsider. We hired a cab. The best thing with these people is that they forget hindi the moment it suits them. One more unique quality that the autorikshaw or cab drivers don't know the whole city like the back of their hand. They'll reach a particular point and then turn to you for direction irrespective of the fact that you av no idea about anything. If you are ever coming here please note that if you can solve the confusion between a cross and a main please let me know. Roads here are classied as XYZ Cross, XYZ Main, XYZ Stage. Now which one comes where is the question. Its like a matrix that noone has been able to explain properly to me till date.

The IT boom has made the simple Banglorean an enterpreneur. Everyone wants to cash in on the frenzy called Paying Guest Accomodation. If you av space- squeeze in a bed and rent it out for rs.3000(minimum). Even better, take your drawing room, use ply-boards to make cubicals and squeeze in around 10-12 people. To do that the bed will be made half the normal width. A single bathroom in which one can barely squeeze-in is to be shared between all. The reason behind this is- why make the bathroom large when one more bed can be juggled in. We are humans!! We need space to breath!! But finally inspite of all these downfalls i av found a pg where i and my friends would spend some time in(fingers crossed).

The weather here is one thing that is cool. Coming from Delhi, its a respite from the scroaching heat. Its so pleasant here. I look taking a walk at night with the breeze soothing down the nerves.

The major complaint that most of my north-indian friends have is about the food. I av lived in a hostel so i can survive. But for my friends, their fight for survival has began. Non-veg is very readily available. My vegetarian friend's are already losing weight. Moreover the smell of garlic is so strong that sometimes even the person with the most insensitive stomach finds it difficult. But for these poeple, north-indian means garlic. A simple equation. Its a non-veg heaven and a veg hell. Moreover for people like me who like to experiment, its easy to to live it out but for my choosy friend's- its a reality check.

I'll be regularly updating this post. This is just a small tip of the ice-berg.