Bangalore Days

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. :)

The magic of 'THANK YOU'.

 Thank you, yes, you.
One of the most significant yet ruthlessly taken for granted word is, 'Thank you'. I was one among those who just shooted out a Thank you most often when something was done for me, without a little bit of oblivion to what power the magical word had.

Somebody opens a door for you, out shoots the Thank you in such a tone that resembles the jet speed adver­tise­ments of mutual funds dis­claims – “MutualFundsaresub­jecttomar­ketrisk.Pleasereadtheofferdoc­u­mentcare­fullybeforeinvest­ing”.

Doesn't help much, does it? In fact, it took a while for me to figure out what the person actually said.
A Thank you shouldn't be that way. A Thank you is a sign of gratitude. People have given their precious time for you. A thank you is all it takes to bring a smile on their face.
A Thank you from the bottom of the septal wall of your heart. Spare me, this is what happens when a student of Medicine runs out of strong emphasizing words. So yes, the septal wall is the core of your heart, what I mean to say is that,  a THANK YOU from your heart. In a way that really persuades people that you are indeed thankful for their service no matter how small or big it seems to be.

But I tell you where it has come to be. I send out long text mesages, thanking the significant people in my life for all that they've done and Dad being one of them.This is what it was - Thank you for being a friend, adviser and a great dad in everything I ever chose to do. And a lot of other thankful stuff. To which I get a reply, ' Welcome. But by any chance, are you going to kill yourself?' Incredibly funny it seemed at the moment. A thank you makes people wonder what we're upto. Because, we never do it often. We never thank anybody for all the little beautiful things and what should have been considered something normal ( My sending out a long thank you message) turns out to be abnormal and fishy. And the reason? We're busy throwing the word on everybody without a small speck of gratitude. That is why. Sad, but true.

A thank you to the salesman at your department store or to the person at the billing counter or to the public transport driver or to mom for making your favorite dinner or for the sweepers who clean your roads day in and day out would mean so much to those persons. It would make their day, bring a smile on their numb, mind toiled faces. A THANK YOU for being alive. Some may say, why say a Thank you? We pay for what we buy and the employers get their salary for doing their job, why a thank you? Okay, what if they decide to stop their service? What if you had to do everything all by yourself?
A thank you doesn't hurt anyone. It is a harmless, lovely and magical word when said with the right amount of gratitude beautifies everything around.

Just go out there and thank every little thing. And yes, not the "MutualFundsaresub­jecttomar­ketrisk.Pleasereadtheofferdoc­u­mentcare­fullybeforeinvest­ing" tone 'Thank you' but a heartfelt, gratitude filled 'THANK YOU'.

THANK YOU.