So, all of our Bangalore freaks and Malayalam movie lovers would smile undoubtedly at 'Bangalore Days'. And those of you who still haven't watched this beautiful movie, please spend your precious time on this amazingly scripted story. Note- Not advertising but a genuine suggestion.
Bangalore. A city where dreams are fulfilled and heights achieved.
Being a Bangalorean is no less than being honored with an award of national significance. Lashing rains, amazing weather and warm people all over.
A city wherein you can find both extremes of culture and tradition as well as modernity. A city with mesmerizing filter coffee and Cafe Coffee Day. A city with architectural wonders to temples and parks.
A city where you can find people with an expertise in no less than 5 languages. A city where you feel blessed.
And most importantly, a city where you make friends for a lifetime, immaterial of language, culture or nativity.
Bangalore unites across borders.
Bangalore surely does light up everyone's state of mind. And so did mine. Amidst the quenching thirst to figure things out at crucial times in life, a day off is all you need. Not necessarily a trip to a resort or a spa.
Just generally Bangalore.
Just exploring the streets of Bangalore, smiling at people you meet in the way(Yes, I seriously do it and guess what? People reciprocate with big smiles. And for once, faith in humanity is restored). Finding new additions and deletions to the stores and shopping centres.
The sunset at the lakes is so soulful and heartening that it leaves you awestruck. The roads sidelined by trees which is no less than any fairytale movie.(Again, a few places are dry though as a prey to industrialization but nevertheless, this is Garden City).
Bangalore without traffic is like a pen without ink. The irony here is, you can always find traffic in some corner. And at times, even traffic in Bangalore seems enjoyable. A break. You stop and look around, look at how worn out your fingers are or how wonderful the kids in the next car are, the memories, a smile from a distant stranger, a quick talk about the cricket match, politics and melo-drama. And the restless to watch the signal lights to turn Green, well, as a matter of fact, even the appearance of yellow light is joyous.
BANGALORE, BANGALORE, BANGALORE.
Namma Bangalore. :)
Bangalore. A city where dreams are fulfilled and heights achieved.
Being a Bangalorean is no less than being honored with an award of national significance. Lashing rains, amazing weather and warm people all over.
A city wherein you can find both extremes of culture and tradition as well as modernity. A city with mesmerizing filter coffee and Cafe Coffee Day. A city with architectural wonders to temples and parks.
A city where you can find people with an expertise in no less than 5 languages. A city where you feel blessed.
And most importantly, a city where you make friends for a lifetime, immaterial of language, culture or nativity.
Bangalore unites across borders.
Just generally Bangalore.
Just exploring the streets of Bangalore, smiling at people you meet in the way(Yes, I seriously do it and guess what? People reciprocate with big smiles. And for once, faith in humanity is restored). Finding new additions and deletions to the stores and shopping centres.
The sunset at the lakes is so soulful and heartening that it leaves you awestruck. The roads sidelined by trees which is no less than any fairytale movie.(Again, a few places are dry though as a prey to industrialization but nevertheless, this is Garden City).
Bangalore without traffic is like a pen without ink. The irony here is, you can always find traffic in some corner. And at times, even traffic in Bangalore seems enjoyable. A break. You stop and look around, look at how worn out your fingers are or how wonderful the kids in the next car are, the memories, a smile from a distant stranger, a quick talk about the cricket match, politics and melo-drama. And the restless to watch the signal lights to turn Green, well, as a matter of fact, even the appearance of yellow light is joyous.
BANGALORE, BANGALORE, BANGALORE.
Namma Bangalore. :)
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