Bangalore Bytes

It has been three months since I have come to Bangalore. I have moved here and there. I have seen quite a few places, roamed around certain areas. Recently we were shifted to a new office. It is in domlur. Those who are in Bangalore know where the place is, right? Well when we went there for the first time, we didn’t know where the place was exactly. So we got down at a stop after a very long and tedious journey.
We got down before the domlur junction. Now there is no junction as such but there is a very big and somewhat classy flyover. We looked at it in wonder. Now the job was to cross the flyover as our office was on the other side. If we are in a vehicle it is very easy to go to the other side as we just need to climb the flyover and get down at the other side. Now what about pedestrians like us? We checked if there is any way of crossing along the flyover. Tough luck! Even cycle is not allowed on flyover. Next we tried to go underneath the flyover. Tougher luck! A big sewer canal was flowing beneath it. So there was only one way. Go to left or right. Right was out of question as we had to cross road to do that. So we settled for the left as went along the road on the left. It snaked its way in a big curvy fashion and ended some half a kilometer away. We reached there but along the whole way we were searching for a place in between where we can slip through to reach the other road. But no way was there. Then at last we reached the end of the road. From there we took a u turn and made for the other road.
Now let me tell you that there is no footpath there. We somehow managed to get to the mid partition of the road and had to wait another 10 minutes in the hot sun to cross the next road. All the rain had made the matter the matter worse. There was water on the road and on the side walk. The water on the road was splashed every time the vehicles passed by drenching the people standing on the side walk. We took a safe route and made our way in such a way that we could avoid that area. Even then, the side walk winded along the way in a manner decided by rain. There was water everywhere. The water from the gutter, from the rain, from the broken pipes and don’t know where else. My new black leather shoes now looked brown as if it is freshly polished. Somehow we managed to reach the entrance of the EGL( Embassy Golf Links) and from there it was ok. We went straight to the fourth floor and reported to the manager.