Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Good bye - India trip 2017

Love Chinees Dishesh. This is from a Billboard at a road side eatery somewhere in between Mandya and Mysore.

The Bangalore weather today had a High of 28C (84 Fahrenheit) and a low of 20C (65 F). Can't beat this weather in Indian Subcontinent, especially in the month of June. It probably explains the reason behind 5000 peeps landing up in the city every day in search of livelihood and to pursue their dream. The population of the city is officially little less than 8.8 million, though locals claim it has already surpassed the 1 crore (10m) mark.

An overwhelming majority of Bangaloreans (Kannadigas in general) love sporting moustache with a pleasant smile as the icing on top. Modesty, discipline, punctuality are their forte and they are certainly more professional compared to our fellow Odias. South is far ahead of the rest of India in these aspects, usual exceptions apply.

At a toll booth, I gave the man at the gate a 100 rupee bill (note) for a fare of Rs 65. He returned me a combination of paper bills and a few Candies as return for changes. I have encountered such situations earlier in Bhubaneswar. There are also not many takers for Rs.2000 bills if you purchase something worth less than Rs.1000. One day Candy is going to beat Dollar as the global currency for trading.

I visited the ORION Mall, hardly a mile away from my current location. A great multi storey building with cool underground parking and clean restrooms (toilets). While hopping in between  stores, you can't take in any shopping bag containing items purchased earlier. You have to leave your bags at the entrance and collect a token. After finishing your shopping you can return your token and pick up your bags. 

What's the similarities between a vacation, a consulting assignment and life ? All have a start date and a end date. Like all good things in life a vacation has to end one day. Before the India trip one is rejuvenated and filled with energy. Towards the end of the trip one is jaded, somewhat depressed. There is always an inherently internal wish you had a few more days to spent. Three, four or five weeks, however long you stay it is never enough.

Almost 4 weeks gone since I came to India. I had a great time. Wherever I went I got stomach full of food and heart full of affection. As the time to bid adieu approaches the excitement dissipates and a classic role reversal takes place. The ecstatic feeling before making the trip gives rise to a morbid, remorse feeling. 

In the wee hours of the trip it's always the endless cycle of last minute shopping, meeting friends and relatives, run errands, packing, weighing, repacking and re-weighing of luggages. The lack of excitement of going back on my part is in stark contrast with my son who is happier going back to his familiar milieu. Good Bye India. See you later.

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