Things are moving at such a fast pace that I can hardly keep up. Sorting out issues, bidding a million farewells everyday, packing bags, hunting for accommodation, meeting friends... the list is actually endless. I am moving on to bigger and better things. (At least I hope they are :P)
I am moving to another big bad city. I wouldn't exactly call it a city, because the place I would be living (in another ten days) is about 25 kilometers away from the city - Whitefield. And true to its name, it really has lots of barren space interspersed with high-rise buildings and malls. Whitefield is to Bangalore as Nanganalur is to Chennai. Self-sufficient, and comfortable, it has a rustic feel. Untouched by the maddening pace of the city, it is confidently sleepy.
It would be a while before I actually start liking the place, because at the moment, I am too emotional about leaving the city I have grown up with. Of course, not to mention a truck load of friends I will be missing like hell.
I would be learning new things, letting go, meeting new people, exploring the place... Yes Bangalore, I will surely love you…One day.
