Nah, not good!

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Its cold here in bangalore. And bangalore winter can get really cold. Am not a bangalorian. Mumbaikar is the word for me. Well not exactly, coz I havnt frequented the mumbai locals much, but yeah I did have vadapav n cuttin chai daily for lunch for a period of time. I havent gone to bandstand as much as a normal mumbaikar should, but marinedrive was a good hangout. McD opposite VT station is a really good place to watch all those hifi chicks, n tht tap beer from leopold's will always be a good memory. I wasnt in mumbai during the terrorist attacks, nor was I travelling in the locals when they blasted in various stations long back. But yeah, 26 july's floods did let me get wet. Am a semi-qualified mumbaikar I should say. Experienced little and missed out a little. All this is a part of a mumbaikar's daily life. Not to forget the shiv-sena organized hartals also. Well, I have experienced that one many times. It was good to have holidays from schools then.

Bangalore is different. Lifestyle is posch n lazy. I dont like it. Going to pubs n discs r not actually my way. So this place has nothing much to offer for someone like me. Window shopping at UB city is not fun. I feel low there. Kind of gives me an inferiority complex. Vijay mallya is rich although he has a airlines which is diving nose down; but that doesnt mean he should build a place where only the upper class can shop. Anyway, studying MBA does give hopes of being able to shop there someday. But then media n entertainment? Am not sure.

I dnt have a girlfriend now. That does make you feel strange at times. Coz no one other than my hypothetical girlfriend would listen to all the crap I gotta say, living in a place that doesn give a fuck about you. But isnt mumbai the place that is supposed to be like that? I never felt so' I say! Dont ask me why! Maybe the people there dont care, but the city does. I know it!

Something I feel weird about now is that I am just 21 n I think about future n marriage. Is that normal? I dont feel like it. N not normal for me at all, because people who know me know that I had a character that never bothered a shit about anything. Last year this time I wouldnt have given a flying fuck about even passing out after the course I was doing and now am sitting on the terrace at 11:30 pm, smoking a Navy Cut n thinking of my future salary n that girl, n if i'll get a job as an HR Manager somewhere in Australia. I mean, what the fuck has got into me? I can literally hear the cigarette burning when I take a puff in. This is not normal.

I dont know what more to type in here. I should get used to this city n its ways. N yeah, I miss Mumbai! I miss my life!

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