Married in Bangalore




B&B. Yup that’s how I will refer to them. (Nah not Bunty & Bubbly, although they are as effervescent as the screen couple, they do not go through the same exploits and escapades.)
Am referring to a couple who were senior to me at IIFT. After going through the mandatory (it seems u've not earned ur MBA degree unless u have changed 3 jobs) job changes, now the 2 of them are in Bangalore. The female B (henceforth referred to as FB) is happily married to the male B (henceforth referred to as MB) while the MB is, well, married to the FB.
Now, now don’t get me wrong and let Ur imagination go wild, I am not talking about marital discords here. Both of them love each other a lot and will stay together till death do them apart. (MORBID, wonder how that phrase came up, the last thing u think about while embarking on a journey of love id DEATH but we'll have to leave that for now.)
It’s just that from the view point of a still unmarried very much single guy, things are a bit different. (However, the pleasures of marriage, and I am not just talking physically, more than make up for the slight inconveniences.) Not sure what to believe though because there is this other view point one of my friends ( I beg ur forgiveness if ur reading this but just wanted to use the other side of the fence story) who says it’s not like meeting after a long or short stretches of time, once u start living together in the same place, all the negatives and positives with the former outnumbering the latter coming out more and u start seeing the other in a totally different light and the glare of this light aint so kind.
So there are rules of the house, no guys night out, your old friends kind of merge into the obscure background with u meeting them once in 3 or 4 blue moons, u wake up next to the same person every morning and u cant officially lech anymore. (OUCH!! for the last one).
But then all that is compensated by having the person u truly, madly, deeply (sorry for whosoever’s' lyrics I have plagiarised) love next to u always, having that comforting shoulder always, sharing beautiful moments together and coming back after a gruelling days work and knowing that there is someone u can pour ur heart out to, joke about the antics of the office clown or whose eyes u can just sit and look into. it’s not like u have to enjoy "heavenly rides through the silence" with Floyd, a vodka and a cigarette on coming back to a empty house. (Although must say have got used to that and is not that bad. Intimately private moments with urself. BLOODY HELL! I must be becoming anti socially psychotic if I am enjoying that.)
But now onto Bangalore. Since I was there for only a day, I missed its speciality - THE PUBS! But overall if u do ignore the massive traffic jams (painful) it is a nice place. Interesting point about the place is there are few roads named after people (except of course the customary M.G. Road. Wonder if there is any major city in India which does not pay its tribute to Mahatma Gandhi in that fashion.) Of course in between the third crosses, hundred feet roads and ones which tell u where they are leading to, u do find the odd one named after someone but it’s an interesting point of difference from other major cities.
Another aside. Tried to pay the cigarette guy 3:50 for my drag by giving two 25 paisa coins but these monetary pieces I guess are no longer in use in that place for he gives them back to me saying 'rakh leejiye, nahin chalega' leaving me looking very foolish, feeling very foolish and with an unlit fag in my mouth. For the record 25 paisa coins still work fine in aamchi Mumbai but that city deserves a story of its own. 17
Right ho as Wodehouse would say. Toodle doo and toodle dum.

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