perspective of an amateur

Well that wasnt quite the tone i wanted, so here i m sitting in the house of my friends brother's friend... that may sound quite far fetched in the beginning but believe me, we who hail from god's own country has this way with other fellow godland travelers.

This may be regarded as some sort of informal travelogue but in fact it is me trying to sample a place i ll be experiencing in detail in less than 2 months.

Bangalore a place considered by most youngsters to be the Vegas in India is much more than what it seems. Beneath all the traffic and apparent rush to make money that is seen even on the mannerism of the beggars this city has some soul. Something that keeps it kicking every cold morning through scorching afternoons to dusty and freezing nights. This city has an ocean of never ending opportunity to take the fatigue off all the minds scorched by millions of lines of codes and irritating bugs. Also worth noting is the apparent rush of all the people tying hard and fast to advertise their superior pheromones, trying to appeal to the fellow by ways of mannerisms and sense of fashion.

This city now mostly populated my an immigrated mass does not seem so. Everyone dwelling here native or otherwise feel a sense of belonging. At least most of them do. Everyone seem to be looking for something but no one really knows. Most of the brain in bangalore, mainly focused on the rather drab job of outsourcing and solution and other not so demanding software professions are constantly in a search for other more lucrative yet still less demanding professions. Some people move on finding that they have come to a place retarding their growth, some though come to terms with the fact that searching is pointless and make the most of what they have and enjoy. But whatever the case no one is tense no one is really worried no one is really worked up. That is by far the most beautiful thing about this city. There is always an alternative, there is always a competitor.

People are always on the move. people are always up to something. From the eyes of a graduate in the making it is the perfect battle ground where he can hope to better or hope to get lost. Bangalore my friends is the place to be wen u feel that u miss something in life.