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Sunday, October 18, 2009


Yup, that's a pretty recent word that has been added to the dictionary. Bangalored (It actually means when somebody in the West loses a job cos the work gets outsourced to Bangalore or any other city in India) My blog isn't exactly about being Bangalored in that corporate and IT sense; It is pretty much about being Bangalored in the common man's way.

See, I have lived in Bangalore for six and a half years. (2003- mid 2009). I live in Delhi now. Well, I went to study there. Completed my pre-university and my under grads from the city. The initial plan after school was to go to Delhi and study but for some silly reason I chose Bangalore.

This is Brigade Road. I cannot even count the number of times I have been to this part of the city! In the early days, I used to be there all the time. I had way higher attendance in the Barista cafe than my college! Let's not even talk about the number of pubs and fast food joints and the

clubs. (Fusion Lounge, Taika etc) Oh, I have done absolutely that there was to d
o in Brigade road and visited every possible corner.

Then there is The Forum Mall. It came up in late 2003 and it was the talk of the town. No big malls like the Forum had ever been constructed in the city before and the crowd flocked in daily to catch a glimpse of the majestic mall and perhaps find answers to rhetoric questions about urbanisation and the hub that the city was creating. After Forum, a lot of other malls came up. However, it remains one of the most visited malls in the city because it was the first and it was One of a kind!

My Friends in Bangalore...They were the reason why those six and a half years were a blessing. Every parties that we went to were the best; Every shopping we did was memorable; Every occasions spent together was joyous; Every cute boy that we saw was a blessing; Every idle moment we spent, we probably had inherent thoughts in our heads; And then, Bangalore was just Bangalore. I was just living in a city with my friends and doing what any ordinary twenty-year-old does....or at least, that is what I thought until I visited Bangalore last week

BoldThe auto-walas are the most horrible people in the city. (There are exceptions, of course) They not only charge you extra but are so ill mannered and beastly in their tone and if you just ask them to take a left turn, or a right turn or U- turn or any turn at all! They begin to grumble. They ask for more cash. Sometimes they can be diabolically evil as well! They tell you that the auto cannot enter that particular lane or that they simply don't want you to get in the auto or even cos I don't look like a Kannadiga, He is going to charge me extra! Yes, I am NOT exaggerating. etc. Believe me, the auto walas there make Delhi auto walas appear like Gentlemen.

So, Like I said in the beginning...My initial plan was to go to Delhi. So, in a way I guess all those parties and studies and shoppings and the auto rides were supposed to take place in Delhi but then It got Outsourced to Bangalore. Lucky for me, with all the opportunities, I got Outsourced as well. So therefore, I have been Bangalored and I guess after all this, You can take me out of Bangalore but you cannot take Bangalore out of me! ;)