I’m Back!

Bangalore has really changed a lot! I was totally astounded with all the new shopping malls, modern-looking youngsters and north indians. The darker side of Bangalore was like this: heavy traffic jams, noise pollution, air pollution, dust, lots of poor people on pavements and so on. Life has become easier for those living there with a comfortable income of at least 30000 rupees. People spend most of their money for food. Spendings have terribly increased.

A fair amount of money also goes into house rental fees. My cousin who moved to Bangalore with her husband after marriage is paying 6500 rupees for a house with just three small rooms. Ten years ago my parents only paid 1200 rupees for the same kind of house.

Below is the picture of the Forum mall. The theaters there are superb! Even better than Golden Village theaters here in Singapore:

However, amongst all the glam and glitter, all they do is cheating. The prices are unfairly high, just because they are sold in branded malls like Shopper’s Stop and Garuda. A chocolate milk shake bought in the food court in Forum is 50 rupees ($2). Whereas, that which is bought in Nilgiri’s or somewhere else is only around 16 rupees or so.

I really felt sad for all those poor children begging for money on the streets. India is a place where you can see clear class division. Whereas in Singapore you don’t. It takes some time to come to a conclusion whether a girl you see on the road is rich, poor or middle class.

I honestly do not know what’s wrong with grown-up men and women, some older and still capable, who beg on the streets. They look fine. They can do some other work to earn money, even if it is little. But all they do is sit or go around the street during every signal waiting and beg for money. People who give money encourage these beggars to remain lazy and retarded even more.

I have more to talk about my trips to Salem, my birthland, and Coimbatore. But I’ll do so in my next post. I’m still having jet lag. Just landed in Singapore this morning.

My JC Experience

I have reached the end of my life in Junior College. Well, yes it was a fun time i had in college. Not to mention the new experiences and the meeting of pretty weird people. I had a shock on the first day i went to school. Everyone were talking in English!

For those readers out there, you would be saying right now, duh! I know. In my secondary school, most of my Chinese friends spoke Mandarin and i sometimes spoke to my Indian friends in Tamil. But it was not the case when i went to Junior College (JC). I was quite shocked at how refined their language was. My English language skills improved greatly while i was there.

I met all kinds of weird people in JC too. This was the first time i really met “nerds”! People studied really hard in JC. This was also the first time my so-called friends started to talk behind my back. I soon left these back-stabbing people and moved on. I really started enjoying JC only after the first three months. My best friend Kasturi came to the JC and things started to brighten.

I don’t know the real reason until now why some people back-stabbed me. I thought i was generally a nice and friendly person. But this girl in my class said that i gave a don’t-come-near-me aura. But looking back at it now, we ended up being great friends.

Well, i’m not supposed to be mentioning it here. I don’t know what my friends would think if i do. But still it doesn’t matter because they know. It’s just that this was also the first time i had a pretty long-lasting crush on someone. Well, it’s gone now. Totally! It’s not that i hate that guy or something. But it was just a crush. Time to move on in life.

I’ve learned two important lessons in my JC life. First, it is to not to be complacent about life. I was like that the first time when i came to JC. I took it for granted that i could do well in all my subjects and become a top student in college like i did in my secondary school. But it turned out to be a struggle.

Just think about it. School starts at 7.30am. I have to wake up at 5.45am and leave my house at 6.45am. I catch the train and reach school by 7.20am. School finishes at 4.30pm. Sometimes i have guitar practice sessions from 5 to 7pm. The latest i ever stayed for guitar practice sessions was on the eve of a concert. I stayed in school until 10pm, i think. Then when you reach home at around 8pm, when will you ever have time to study?

These two years was like not enough for the most of us. But we managed to finish the syllabus on time and practice a lot for our exams. Not to mention, the stress of getting good passes in physical fitness tests!

Second thing that i’ve learned is that this is not the end of my journey. In the beginning of this post, i said that i’ve reached the end of my life in JC. But it’s not the end at all. I think of it as the end of the beginning only. My journey will still continue.

During these holidays, in which i have ample amount of time, I’m going to really assess things in my life that i’ve taken for granted. Things that i’ve just accepted as facts/reality, my future plans and so on. I’ll blog a lot more frequently too, that’s something good. I now will also have a lot of time to read books.

And lot’s of shopping too. Haha.. I’m not a money spender when i say i love shopping. Shopping just takes my mind off things. It relieves my stress. I think i’ve gone to Jurong Point a lot of times while i was sad or just needed a break. And i like shopping alone for most of the times. Friends are an added fun.

Lastly, for Kasturi jaan, HaPpY bIrThDaY!! Haha… All the best for all your future endeavours jaan. Have fun today! And i bet you’ll have even more fun after next Thursday!!:)