Being in Bangalore......

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Bangalore  or you might call it now as Bengaluru ,as called a garden city by all ,but i would like to cal it a place of aspiring dreams and hope .

Aspiring because everyday a whole lot steps down in the majestic railway station or Bial airport,hoping to achieve something in this city ,promising themselves wile stepping out of their houses that they will be somthing ,n thus this city gives them a chance to live thier promises.

Begaluru a city of dreams rather then gardens ..where people come to fulfill ther dreams from other parts of country.

With the same hope and aspiations I had a dream of becoming something which makes me feel good about myself.I never had a very high expectations from myself ,but when I thought of writing for the first time about the experiences I had a feeling ,that I was wrong ...there always a zeal and spark hidden in a person  and you just have to find  it ...enough of my ohilophical session lets get back to business.

My life in Bangalore started as a student ,while pursuing my post graduation I actually saw the real world and the real  as well as reel people in it .I think I should enlighten my readers about these two words-
Real people -"they are those kind of species who show actaully what they are always but its mostly their negative side ."

Reel People-"they believe whatever they do or they show is correct ,but they dont have any idea they actually make their expressions obvious most of the times"

HA!! well Bangalore has multilingual people from different parts of country or you could say world.
Making it a fun as well as a difficult place to live in .

Its been four years now ,but I still feel like its just been yesterday that I have come to this city ,its not that I dotn like it but still there are many facets of this city and the people in it which are left to see.

I have actually fallen in love with the city ....because the reason cannot be one ,it gave me friends , a whole bunch all kind of friends ,good /bad ,close /hi -Bye types ,old /young :)

four years have been like a journey for me as I have learned to be  balanced ,eloquent talker ,adaptable ,change manager ,and most important independent .

when people ask me why i want to live here ,even I dont have a answer to that question untill the day I actually understood after deep thought ,and a inner subconscious voice told me "because I love my independence ".and Yes ,thats why I love it

So I would ask all my readers ,specially girls  to enjoy their freedom as it comes once in your life .
Take a stand ,live your life the way you want ,do whatever you want to do ,and do not regret ,just be positive and Move on !!!


Hope you will Enjoy reading my blogs ...

Just like that......night life...

3rd September -1.06am
This day was like a dooms day for me ,passed has the weekend which has given me two bored days... high fever n cold...but  i am still awake...awaiting for something don't know what....my mind is freaking out by the cold wind blowing outside ,though I have closed the windows but the sound itself is giving me chilly feeling...funny ha!!
While surfing the channels to get myself to sleep,my eyes caught a series which was playing on NGC ,"one man and his campervan". The man himself was the story teller,he as a van just few fleets away from the sea shore,the sun was going to set and he was busy making his dinner on the grass in shore....the place seemed very serene and calm ,though he had all the normal utensils and equipments to cook ....he used a very old way to cook his mackerel which he caught from the sea..he actually cooked it by wrapping the mackerel in the newspaper layers which he actually soaked in water later.....then it was put in the charcoal barbecue which he had.....once it was cooked,though i couldn't taste it was,but i can make out it would taste much better than any fish.....you know why...
First because he is away on that serene island....second, it  is the fish he actually caught from the sea that was flowing in front of him ....well that's the magic of some experiences which can't be expressed in words...
That much from my end......last thought on this....
Some experiences are better to feel than to read and listen......tc

Too short a life too big are decisions ....and a hidden future...

Too short a life too big are decisions ....and a hidden future...

Life is full of mysteries a little thing can even change our life and a big thing can go useless…….some moments in our  life are  like virtual they pass by just saying "hi",sometimes it feels that life is a misery but sometimes a precious gift, when we see people around us loving each other respecting each other,we feel good but what if we don’t see these things happening daily ,what if we come to know that whatever surrounds us is going to fall apart and then we will be left with a broken heart,future is mystical .