Bangalore.....

A lazy Friday morning …pleasant weather….can hear some music in the background …feeling lazy but happy thinking about the long weekend!!

I was supposed to go to South City to get my shoes mended, I bought them recently but the heal broke; well even branded stuffs does ditch sometimes!

As I got out of my house, didn’t feel like getting up on taxi , decided to walk a little and then avail metro. As I walked down the street I felt very light..very happy ..carefree…. the cool breeze was hitting on my face, making best effort to ruffle my tightly tired hairs.

It was the typical Bangalore weekend feeling …. waking up super late, gulping down a quick cup of coffee until the domino’s guy delivered my barbecue chicken pizza with extra cheese and coke. Yeah..yeah... its lot of calories but five days a week little cardio was the compensation to my guilt of consuming these extra calorie over the weekend ! I used to bite my pizza and sip coke while happily updating my face book status “ yippee its weekend” ; friend buzzing over chats asking “what plans for weekend?” and within five minutes deciding to catch up in an hour and plan further!! Quickly finishing my brunch; getting decked up in the T-shirt I bought last weekend, staring at the mirror for a while and wondering “if I look fat “, committing a (false) promise to myself “no more pizza from next weekend” …suddenly realizing I’m running late, quickly getting of my house and heading towards forum, listening to the songs stored in my phone and complaining in my head that “the FM is disgusting in Bangalore it plays all crap songs”. On reaching Forum meeting friend, enthusiastically complaining and bitching about plethora of problems for a while and then getting engrossed in fun, frolic, carefree moment far off from worries of staying away from home and challenges at work .

After fabulous two year, five months, few small achievements and making some great friends breaking news was I was transferred to my home city! Perfect right ? Could I have asked for more? The memories.. when I stepped into this city full of insecurities flashed into my mind and then as I was biding adieu to Bangalore, the city seemed so much my own , people I never knew before are so close that its aches to say good bye , the places I explored there seem so accustomed that I felt I knew them forever. I wasn’t exactly sad while leaving the city because staying at one place for too long doesn’t fascinate me for no known reason but as I boarded the flight ..I did felt little uneasy .

Yesterday as I got inside the metro and it started to move I curiously questioned myself am I relishing some good six month old memories or missing Bangalore?