Bangalored

A few years ago, I had an email conversation with my friends regarding life in Bangalore. Most were of the opinion that it was just too trashy and mundane a life and that the main reason for that was the city itself. I had more or less concurred with those thoughts there. But many days and months after, I think I’ve slowly started coming into terms with Bangalore.

I come from a sleepy suburb of the small city of Trivandrum, with all its old world charm. Compared to Bangalore, the hustle-bustle, the traffic and the noise is almost non-existent there. So I was brought up, being used to a bit of peace and quiet. The transition to the metro life of Bangalore was quick, and it wasn’t a very easy one. It was like you had gone fishing beside a serene lake and then suddenly getting kicked into a Metallica concert.

One thing Bangalore gave to me (and a lot of us) is freedom – financially and otherwise. Used and misused it, and in the meanwhile enjoyed it a lot. It gave me new meanings to life and allowed me to see things in other dimensions. I appreciated all that but still it never felt like home. I could never imagine a settled life here. There was always a feeling that I was a stranger in a strange place.

But that was some time ago, and time changes perspectives. I spent last week in my dear own Trivandrum celebrating Onam with my family. It was good, but strangely for the first time really, I started badly missing Bangalore – the congestion, the traffic, the crowds and everything associated with it. That was when the realization came that I had indeed accepted Bangalore as my new home. Bangalore has now become the routine, and Trivandrum the (welcome) aberration. They say home is where the heart is… I guess I have learnt to give some part of my heart to Bangalore… 3 years down the line.

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Posted by Anoop Sankar
  • EsPrEsSo

    i had the same feelings…it was a phase of life when i actually panicked…home didnt seem like home anymore?? wasn’t there something wrong with that?? but then i realised that its a part of growing up..of life in general – detachment…:-)..once you come to terms with that, its a lot more easier..
    but, you missing Blore is something strange..cuz you always loved Tvm so much and blore never…hmmn…well…guess, all’s for the good..:-)…
    enjoy your time at Blore…its a really bful place…you’ll miss it only when you’re gone from there…trust me !!
    God..when am i ever gonna miss Dubai !! : P

  • Inane – CoIn :D

    “It was like you had gone fishing beside a serene lake and then suddenly getting kicked into a Metallica concert. ” hahahha nice ..
    well … hmmm i dont know.. if i miss any place or memories… hmm

    used to be a time i missed chennai a lot… thats away… hmmm

    aHA! i come from a gipsy hippy family… err a banker…
    we nomads roamed around everywhere… smoking weed , cooking fresh jungle hen… LOL … jk

    As a matter of fact… i too have missed all the places i have spend time… its jes … i never spend there so long to cherish so many memories…:)

    But albeit all that… i have made so many friends .. esp the kind u know… u dont have to call or check up… u jes know … when time comes … and thought comes … u will hear a call… jes when u think abt the person :) …

    \FOOOOOOOOOOOOOKING PAIN!!!!!!!!

  • http://www.jiya-jose.blogspot.com jIyA

    First @EsPrEsSo.. Oh you know why u missed Banglore don’t ya?? :D
    It’s the crowd.. The Divas around you… ;)

    Getting a strange nostalgic feeling abt B’lore now.. :( I miss B’lore..
    I miss PG.. I miss kozhikkoodu… I miss all of you guys.. :(
    Hmmm.. I’m having a sort of ‘Miss-o-mania’ these days.. :|

    It’s like you are all set to embark on a journey.. Hating the thought of settling there… A lot of unknown fears…
    And then it all happens so seamlessly that blink! it’s time to say goodbye…

  • http://www.nskaushik.wordpress.com Swaminathan Kaushik

    Good one! Can relate to it!