Once Upon A Garden City

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It’s where I rode to school on my bicycle, for 6 years of my life.

It’s where I lived with my family, in a house in a cul-de-sac, and played with the Beverias, Alfords and the Matthews.

It’s where my brother and me, regularly gate crashed family events, at the Marley house.

It’s where I walked my first dog, and when he died, my next. (I don't have a pet right now, but you can read about the pets in my extended family here.)

It’s where I went to Koshys on Sundays for appams, and ate dosas made by Mrs. Brown, which were delivered to us by her son Kevin.

It’s where I learned to play the guitar from my dear friend Jan, and whiled away my time composing silly songs.

It’s where I developed my passion for reading, with the help of British Council on Residency Road.

It’s where I used to get my hair cut, by whiz-with-the-scissors Jacky.

It’s where I would meet the Circe of Bangalore, who contributed a guest post on her pets in the early days of my blog.

It’s where I would have a one by two coffee, with my classmate Virgie, at St. Joseph’s Evening College.

It’s where I took part in the Kevin Oliver directed musical, Give a Dog a Bone.

It’s where I entered the Knock-Out disco contest, with dancing-two-feet Zubin.

It’s where I began my first career as an advertising copywriter, on my 20^th birthday, thanks to a few middles in Deccan Herald, discovered by a gal called Mela. I began a second career after immigrating and you can read about that here.

It’s where I went to school in a white uniform, with a red tie, and military style boots.

It’s where I would pop into a photo studio, with a gal called Heather, and we both would get our pics taken in 4 poses .

It was where I bought my first stock from the guy I call Berts, and where I developed my passion for investing, a passion that would lead to some ups and downs, as well as lesson after lesson after lesson, eventually leading to a philosophy for investing.

It’s where I discovered the philosophy of Ayn Rand, and became an avid (or should I say rabid) Randian for several years.

It’s where I read a story by Lewis Carroll (Sylivie and Bruno), and was overtaken by a deep desire to go completely vegetarian – and succeeded – for a while.

All this and more, is Bangalore to me.

P.S.  What is Bangalore to you? Can you write up a few lines to share with readers. And if you haven't read Ajay's 3 part-series on Bangalore, don't forget to do so here, here and here.