Ban-(g)-alore-uno

Bangalore ..well in terms of perspiration and cynical frustration on the components of life I used to live in chennai , its much better now. The weather is really cool ..which nullifies the scope of the first and the nice apartment I am staying in ..which is also very near to my office in MG Road ( some kinda Park street of Bangalore ) made my life very smooth.But the standard Bangalorian culture is very much stereotype ..looks like everyone here likes to copy the others. You can see everyone using same kinda mobile phone , same denim jackets , same byke ..named Pulser , same dark Lipstick ...same ..lot other things ...I mean last saturday I went to this Pub called Bunker ..to check some crowd here ..I was alone ...because I didn't invited my friends ..as just wanted to enjoy the show in solitary. I was even amazed to hear that ..the PJ ( pub jokey ...its my innovation ) was playing some hardcore GodSmack stuff like .." I stand alone" ..that was good ..but you know ..I experienced the same stereotype thing when I saw that everyone was holding bottle of beer in their hard ..can you imagine ...beer in such a weather but nothing else . I thought ..I would let that be the inflexion point and ordered a large rum. I kinda settled myself at a corner of the hall ..and starting my voyeur again ...it was a huge floor ...
and they have the square platforms made in the middle ..where the couples or non-stags ( I mean a group where the man:woman greate than 1 ) are supposed to stand ..and those places are elevated than the normal floor ...where standard men crowed is supposed to stand.As I was enjoying the music ..the drink reached me ...though I ordered for Coke ..( my fav. base drink ) but the guy brought Pepsi ...he begged excuse and suggested that they both are the same sir! ..go hell with your suggestion I told him ...and started my drink neat ..well in turn I requested for one of my favourite number of this time ..by the best American Band ever called Doors ..named Roadhouse Blues ...with that ..I mirrored a "cheers" to the crowed and to Bangalore and joined the gala.I mean here are few of the eye catchers ....only Bangalorians-Indians ..can dance in Amitav's style with ACDC songs ..some of the manly ones ( I mean the macho-mumbos ..not with the six packs but tummy-pot-less creatures) will catwalk in front of the gals ( of course they came to the disco with some guy ..or some group of men and women ..) in the lucrative dream of pleasing her eyes..or I dont know why..non-indians ..well well ...poor they .,.dont even know that after a Indian has had his saturday night drink ...he cannot excuZe you ..even if you say "Excuse me" myriad times ....all that went on till after grabbing my third I took the retire and started walking towards my apartment.