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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...

Short Poem

I wrote this poem in 1992, for some unknown woman and I just found a piece of this sheet which had few words of a letter written to me by that girl. I did not want to translate it but most of you guys would not understand what it means since I wrote it in Kannada. Here it goes in Kannada first... ನೀನೊಂದು ಹೂವ ಆದರೆ ನಾನಿರುವೆ ನಕ್ಷತ್ರಗಳ ಜೊತೆ ಭೂಮಿ ಆಗಸಗಳ ಅಂತರ ಇರುವುದೇ ನಿರಂತರ? Translation You are a flower But I am with Stars The distance between sky and earth Will it last forever? Found more junk which amuse me about me... will post them too ASAP...