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Bangalore from my memories...

I shared these memories of my Bangalore for Nirlek, for his photography exhibition, PORTRAITS OF A CITY (June 9th-25th 2015). He had asked me to share a memory/story about why you consider yourself a Bengalurean and what you connect with in the city to call yourself one. I wrote these... People: Cultures and Communities  The lovely people of Gandhi Bazar in Basavanagudi who have grown me up in many ways.  They taught me that it is wrong to ogle at women, give them your chair in the bus or in the park, help the old people to cross the road, buy a stranger food if he was begging and play gully cricket with children on the road.  Not to pelt stones at dogs or to shoo away grazing cows & to follow rules laid by the neighborhood.  Respect your elders & teachers, to imply what is good with your peers and youngsters. Place: Public and Private spaces, Parks and Natural Heritage Lalbagh and in general the huge tree which is on the way to the gla...

Lalbagh Flower Show

The pridest park in Bangalore is Lal Bagh. Its famous for its green and clean surroundings and also for the bi annual flower shows which is organized there on occasion of Republic Day in January and Independence Day in August. These two days Lal Bagh's famous glass house (more metal than glass actually  ) gets transformed into huge bouquet of millions of colorful flowers.  There is no second thought about natures beauty but here you will find what man has done to enhance the same. Blue roses, Grey hairy flowers, orange leafs wonderful it seems and it is. I now believe in the term Seeing Is Believing . So many flowers and people to see flowers. Sometimes I got confused whether to look at the Flowers or the Flowers with two legs. I was amazed at the amount of bees who were around both category of flowers. Hmmm I was not the typical bee but you could call me a kind of Maali for sure. I went with six girls to the flower show so had to do quite a lot of watching out myself. Co...