Well it's been around a month since I have been to Bangalore. Days been pretty crazy and busy lately. But I guess I can find some time to write about the feelings I have been collecting to write a post about.
Obviously this is the best period of my life. As I said I was miserable waiting for my joining and all. But now that I am here, I just love love everything here.
My roommates, my room, our hostel corridors, terrace, the city lights blinking above flyovers, the crescent moon lurking behind tall buildings, the Sia and Nirvana's songs bursting in my ears, my high heels, the crazy dizzy feeling with lift moving up and down in office, sound of access cards and orange lit patterned evening sky, the long walks back to room, the crazy sense of two different worlds existing in same space when I see guards taking their lunch outside on floor and us inside the AC rooms, the cleanliness of the floors and spotless basins, burnt coffee they call cappuccino and latte , ginger tea, a kind of self sustaining air around everyone, our training room and it's wallpaper with city lights and infinity sign, the waiting line for washing clothes, unexpectedly little kids hanging around in cafeteria while their parents are peaking at them while doing work on laptop, waiting for shuttles to pick us up while golden sunlight in morning shines on us and again waiting for shuttles to drop us while sky is turning into hazel blue with hint of orange in it.
It all sounds and seems so serene! Like I am living in dream with extra sense to feel exactly how we feel the reality.
Who will not love this feeling?
Sometimes dreams seem so far but they are just right there peeking at us behind dark curtains of time.
All we need is patience and a little hope I suppose...
Obviously this is the best period of my life. As I said I was miserable waiting for my joining and all. But now that I am here, I just love love everything here.
My roommates, my room, our hostel corridors, terrace, the city lights blinking above flyovers, the crescent moon lurking behind tall buildings, the Sia and Nirvana's songs bursting in my ears, my high heels, the crazy dizzy feeling with lift moving up and down in office, sound of access cards and orange lit patterned evening sky, the long walks back to room, the crazy sense of two different worlds existing in same space when I see guards taking their lunch outside on floor and us inside the AC rooms, the cleanliness of the floors and spotless basins, burnt coffee they call cappuccino and latte , ginger tea, a kind of self sustaining air around everyone, our training room and it's wallpaper with city lights and infinity sign, the waiting line for washing clothes, unexpectedly little kids hanging around in cafeteria while their parents are peaking at them while doing work on laptop, waiting for shuttles to pick us up while golden sunlight in morning shines on us and again waiting for shuttles to drop us while sky is turning into hazel blue with hint of orange in it.
It all sounds and seems so serene! Like I am living in dream with extra sense to feel exactly how we feel the reality.
Who will not love this feeling?
Sometimes dreams seem so far but they are just right there peeking at us behind dark curtains of time.
All we need is patience and a little hope I suppose...
To my dreamlike Reality!
To Bangalore days!
To Bangalore days!
Merci!
