Being at two places in Life is a most enhanced experience, the latter being away from Native. Whoever says that living away from family makes you independent and more mature in terms of handling situations and different kind of people around you; they are very well saying the truth.
Being in Bangalore for almost 2 years makes me write this reminiscent blog of the memories I have had here and also of the feeling of belonging I have got from the people around here. Making Friends and knowing people with different perceptions about “who you are” and “what you are” is something that I have experienced inside out by the time I leave this city today.
What I surely know from my living here is that – All Friends are never true, and everything true cannot beget from a friend. People have talked, bitched, hated and ever fought with me giving me the perception that I initiated it and there has always been trickery somewhere or the other when it came down upon me as being the center of ‘anything’. Things have always been in turmoil, because everyone expected the person on the right/left to prioritize others’ lives as their own and at the same time show in in their actions as well. Some showed diligence in front and some showed behind the back. Stabbing isn’t uncommon and I guess, I saw a lot of that as well. Surely one does not like to crib about things those were bad or which hurt emotionally and mentally. Physical atrocities can be dealt with, but psychological hurt is different. Maybe, that is feminine of me to say that being a guy, I could not handle it. Which I did of course and always had a side wherein I knew that people cannot judge me by what I am always; sometimes they just need to accept a person as it is.
Having said this, I cannot deny the fact that amidst all these scenarios and stupid discussions alongside carom and beer, I made the best of the friends I could have had in Bengaluru and it gives me precedence in describing their acts of traits and deeds of belonging. The times spent on a 40 day streak before my departure with Kashyap; getting knocked out on occasions where it made no sense, drinking till the body not only felt numb but dead indeed, throwing up after a heavy dose or Whisky, Beer, Scotch, Rum and what not; Partying till the wee hours and appreciating instead of apologizing to people knocking on our doors asking for silence in the neighborhood, travelling places and trying to argue and debate, even aggressively for no reason. Showing the wannabe stud act near situations where it’s not required, getting fried over work and being ethical in terms of drinking at times, trying to avoid water whenever possible to simply drink beer, and many more.
Since a coin always has two sides, there have been ups and downs, happy and sad times in my life during my stay at Bengaluru which are now a part of my memories- memories that will never be forgotten including the people in them. It is sad to leave but it also is a happy moment since I have learnt to know people, friends and trust the right ones!
Bengaluru will be sorely missed, but my new opportunities are the next step I wish to climb and make my world better. It is after all the law of life described in a simple quote: “Whenever it is that you leave something good, it is for the search of something better.”
Good Bye Namma Bengaluru
“It’s better to have a Successful Exit, than a Favorable Entrance.. Coz What Matters is Not being Applauded, Wen U arrive... but being Remembered Wen U Leave.”
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