Two cities-Glamorous and Simple

So at last here I am  still a novice to this blog world who has opened an account probably more than  a year ago but it has  laid almost blank , the reason being that I was really devoid of ideas for all these months ;the reasons are as follows:

1.I have a entered a new place called Thanjavur and live in a hostel(actually I hate that word).For other people hostel life might have been a good experience but for me it is no better than a hell.

2. I am a B.tech student which is why I am loaded with lots and lots of assignment each day and sleep at 2 am .

3.This is a continuation of the second point, sleeping at 2 or 3 am would not possibly make a lazy person like me to get up at 7 am in the morning  and as a result I end up going late to classes  and  sometimes get  scolding by the professors which spoils my whole day.

4. I find this place more of a village and I am sorry to say but  I have never experienced such an atmosphere before in my life, the folks here are mainly rustics( I  never in my wildest dreams thought I would ever enter such a place ,my life would have been a lot much better if I had been in Bangalore)

5.My hostel is a hell for following reasons :

1.They don’t allow you to use cell phones and they would come to the room any time in the morning  or at mid night to check for cell  phone, if caught it would be seized  plus a fine for INR 5000 .

2.They don’t allow you to go out,being an other state student as they call it I  visit my house only once in six months and this makes me feel like a prisioner in a jail.

6.They don’t respect arts, their minds are filled with science

7.They don’t  have any extra curricular activities or clubs.The clubs will be seen in the site just for the name sake.

8. Due to reasons mentioned above I feel my brain is rusted and feel like I am growing old.

9.I do not have a constant net connection as this place is a remote area ,no modems work.There is never a good network coverage for mobile and modem.

10.I conclude that I  have made the biggest mistake of my life

                Let me leave all this shit and let me not make  your brain  be devoid of ideas.My blog mainly pivots around travelling.I am going to share my experiences of the 2 big cities where I lived-Bangalore and Chennai.

                 

A dream city for most of the computer graduates.A city which entraps you in its razzmatazz.So large a city it is that you will get lost in its gardens and clean roads .Next comes the traffic which is uninvited starts from 3am in the morning, the vehicles of all sorts will be packed like sardines in all corners making a pedestrian hard to walk forward.On the sides of the road will emerge skyscraping multicomplexes making a rustic gobsmacked.The  problem of solving the traffic still remains an Utopian scheme in Bangalore.

Bangaloreans are “easy to accept” kind of people who readily mingle with new culture people unlike Chennai where people are not so open.Bangloreans are maverick and classy, they have their own style statement, Bangalore can rightly called the fashion city of the south.People here are multilinguist who can speak languages like English,Hindi,Tamil,Tulu,Telegu&Kannada of course so one will not find any problem if one is new to the place. Tamilians in Chennai have a innate instinct of devotedly clasping to their mother tongue( which is seen in many states but Tamil Nadu has crossed the limits) .Most of the banners \posters  will be in tamil. People are not at all welcoming to other state people especially North India as far as I  have experienced.Tamilians stick to their mother tongue no matter what ever happens,even if they know the other language they would pretend as if they do not know , they are not as flexible as Bangloreans.

The common sight both in Chennai and Bangalore would be the sight of thousands of people in the bus stand  with their “mad aleck” syndrome, their fingers busy sending the SMS and ears and tongue engaged in talking on mobile yet their eyes critically focused on their bus numbers.This is a place where people can learn multitasking.The second person found near the bus stand who appears so very engrossed in SMSing and listening to ipod is the first one to enter inside the bus.I pray to God that some day   when I get a good job in Bangalore make me  also the one among those mad alecks.The crowd  at the main majestic bus stand  of Bangalore and Komenbedu of Chennai will make a first time visitor marvel.The myriads of people waiting for bus in their same multitasking job wonder at the skill of young men to mount a heavily crowded moving bus.People are packed like sardines inside the bus, this gives the opportunity to many passengers to hoodwink the conductor and enjoy a free ride to their destination. In Bangalore the Nandi Dairy Shop amidst the crowed bus stand comes to rescue the hungry refugees giving them their pure badam milk,flavoured milk,peda and many other desserts .

Hi –Fidelity is the exact term to define Bangalore where the cost of living exceeds the cost of earning and  so is with the grocery items which touch the sky –rocketing  height each day . It reminds me of the modest prices vegetables which I get in Kanpur a place where even the poorest person can eat three times a day but not in “Nammah Bengaluru”

All for the book – lovers reading this, please donot forget to visit the Gangaram’s book store which is one of the finest book stores in India.

The majority of North Indians who have settled  in Bangalore have made this a typical North Indian city with their North Indian style of dressing which is even adopted by the naïve and  matured South Indian residents.It is easy to get a good quality North Indian food in Bangalore which is not the case in Chennai, the menu contain some name of the North Indian dishes  but which would most of the time be not available or if available would be prepared in the same spicy,oily Tamil Nadu style reminding me of my unhealthy hostel food( got so much skin allegies because of such a high calorie, unsaturated,fatty food) and would remind an Hyderabadian of his spicy Hyderabadi biriyani.In Chennai there are even special timings for lunch, a person won’t get rice during the dinner time, most of the hotels in Chennai provide you with Dosa, idilli ,pongal  and other breakfast items during night.

Despite all my above statements about Chennai I conclude that it is a simple city with simple God-fearing people(some readers might even try to figure out the irony in these lines, but these lines are based on my personal experience).It can be called as a temple city with temple in every nook and corner . The most famous temple here is the “Vadapalani Kohil”in  Arcot Road.Chennai also has writerly origin   reminding me of  the old times of R.K Narayan spending his life in Pursuwalkalam area.The people here are not moved  by the glamourous world as in Bangalore.You will find men wearing white shirt and white lungi.This is the only place which I visited till now I found simplicity. Work is worship for them and if you are from any other southern state you will be melted by the kindness and warmth of the people.

PS: I do not intend to divide the people based on states or hurt their feelings. This blog is mainly the result of my personal experiences with the people and the  city.Experience may vary from person to person.I do  not mind the comments of other people if they vary in opinion ,as the owner of this blog it would be my privilege to make this as a platform for exchange of ideas.So please do comment .