Spoilers in life

When it comes to money, be it best friends or your closest relative it doesn't take much for things to go sore.

Twice now I have been on the receiving end of deception with a straight face. And then they go on pretending to be your best friend or your well wishing uncle or aunt.

Incredible things people can do for money.

On the verge of third such deception I am dearly hoping it doesn't happen. Cos it is pretty hard to trust people or help them out in need without having to fight deception every single time.

Let's see how this one goes.

When insomnia strikes!

2 am and I am wide awake. There are dozens of blog posts pending in my head and no mood to type. Just feel like saying Phrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrtttttttttttt Calvin style!

Elections and television - part 2

I will let some one else say it cos he said it better!

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Bangalore beku Bengaluru Beda

Bengaluru must look like an excavation site if you took an aerial view just now. Broken buildings, bowels of earth upturned, uprooted trees. Crazy traffic situation. Angry people who don't know whom to direct the anger at, roam the streets (only inch by inch mind you.) Only to find at the end of the road that it is the end of the road with nowhere to turn because it is dug up.

Frustrating is an understatement. Autos rule the roost because they get to charge extra. Halla ide madam (the roads craters) they say. One has to walk for miles to a bus stop. Because? the roads are dug up.

ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH Bring back my Bangalore. Take back this Bengaluru. I don't want this.

dundu mallige

When we decided on this apartment the main reason for choosing a ground floor was the fact that i can have a little garden and see a piece of the sky when I stepped out. But then once we settled in we realised the apartment association had stipulations on what to grow and what not to grow in the garden. They love croutons and croutons only. Very few flowering plants and absolutely no veggies. No sir that would bring down the value of the apartment! And I tried to grow a little hibiscus plant and every time the poor thing grew a little taller than what is thought aesthetically correct the gardener chops it off. It is an eternal fight!

Somehow in the milieu of ever changing gardeners, one of them thought it was a good idea to plant jasmines. None of them survived except for the one right outside my door. Every year around this time it flowers. There is such palpable excitement about it. Women, old and young stop to see how many have bloomed. And pluck one or two. They love to stop by and talk to me about how wonderful it is to grow jasmine. And to see it bloom. We discuss why the others didn't survive while this did. My cook's daily routine is to count the number of buds and wonder about the one or two missing. She tries to encourage me to wear one on my hair. I love jasmines but the moment i wear it I get a mother of all headaches. So I stay away from them. A reason not good enough for my cook.

Today even the water delivery guy stood to admire the jasmines. "Madam mallige hoova bittide" he told me excitedly.

When there is such incredible excitement about it then why would the association not want flowering plants? Since when did a bit colourful blossoms started playing such vital role in real estate prices?

I don't get them. They even pulled out my lemon grass plant when I wans't looking because it was growing very unruly! I don't want your manicured gardens! Give me Cubbon Park over Lalbagh any day!

It is because of this apathy only that Bangalore is losing its green cover and turning hotter by the day!

PS: The title of the post is the name of the jasmine in front of my house.