May 18, 2008

Bangalore diary.

I spent the most of last week in Bangalore and came to the conclusion that all the drivers on Bangalore streets are possessed by the 'pscyho driver' demon. Of course everyone talks about the bad traffic in Bangalore like they've done a PhD in it, so I figured I might as well join the legion.

Since I have no friends in Blore I thought it would be a fairly boring visit but the cab driver not only scared me witless with his driving skills but also gave me some quick facts on Bangalore, demonstrated his complete knowledge of the city's traffic patterns, provided a brief autobiography of himself and gave me a crash course in the Telegu film industry(cab driver was Telegu, it turns out). "NTR very good hero madam! Son of NT RamaRao, very big man. Chiranjeevi malum? Telegu soooperstar. I failed grade 10 because I used to go watch every movie of his. First day, first show madam!" All this while doing a little jig to the very loud kannada song that was playing on radio.

So apart from work, my spare moments were spent in praying for my safety while I was in the cab. The second last day I thought I'd mastered my fear and I foolishly decided to experiment with the experience of sitting in an auto. It turns out the cab experience was only the kiddie roller coaster. The REAL monster was the auto driver, who had the idea firmly planted in his head that he was playing a live version of Need for Speed.

Though you could say I survived unscathed through my visit, the three new white hair strands on my head beg to differ!

2 comments:

Sisto said...

hey ... what happened to your trek? did you have a lot of fun?

008 said...

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