Bengaluru’s summers were different when the city was still Bangalore and I was a schoolgoing kid. The city’s unpredictability in …
It’s good to party, it’s our right. Yes we, the citizens, have a right to be able to visit the downtown at midnight on New Year’s Eve. But, we, the citizens, should also dutifully not add to the chaos there.
When we, as people and as humans, don’t respect our own lives, the politicians who bathe in money and power day and night are, in fact, being generous in pegging the value of your life to that of a car.
The role of the society in people’s personal lives is too intrusive, personal spaces are not respected and them young ‘uns are just expected to fall in line per the elders’ wishes.
However, there is this guy called Dangling Pointer, a scary bastard who continues to exist even though he isn’t aware where he came from. Bastard, truly! He is stuck between life and death, he will never be killed for real unless someone pulls the plug, literally. Hand of God, eh?
We walked close to ten kilometres today, through a variety of localities, from the crowded Chickpete to the well planned Basavanagudi. I realized how I missed those walks. I realized the need to get back to photography, to fill these blogs with frames that capture the essence of this city, it’s energy and colours.
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It’s a shame that our censorship mentality has spread like a virus from movies to our daily lives. In fact, I only see the Hindu society devolving into what the western society was in the medieval ages.