1. A Sunday and 12 bicycles

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    By Arun Katiyar   Twelve of us – Aravind, Anuj, John, Jyotis, Madan, Manoj, Rubi, Sanjay, Siva, Srini, Vallari, Arun – went on a bicycle ride this morning to Pearl Valley on the outskirts of Bangalore. Twelve? Ready to do 82 km? Think about it. What’s with these guys? We...
  2. My coffee and the smoke

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    The Indian Coffee House on M G Road in Bangalore was where staffers from next `Deccan Herald’ newspaper used to go between 5.30 and 6pm everyday. Not to eat a toast or a dosa, but to enjoy a smoke. There was a cigarette shop outside the old Indian Coffee House...
  3. No, my darling daughter

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    By V Desikan   “Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk She says I began to sing long before I could talk And I’ve often wondered, how did it all start?”   - “Thank you for the Music” by Abba In the year 2000, my daughter’s life...
  4. Mind your language in Bangalore. Ok, don’t

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    The first thing to strike you when you enter the bazaar area of one of the oldest parts of Bangalore – Halasuru or Ulsoor, is the number of languages that scream at you from the walls of the sardine can-like packed gallis. Kannada, Tamil, Urdu, Hindi, Telugu and Malayalam mingle to create...
  5. Horse power

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    Can there be a story of human civilization without the horse? Unlikely, especially when they played a major role in winning several wars for their kings. Today you find horses only at the odd police camp and of course, the racecourse. I decided to horse around in Bangalore, capturing their...
  6. Once upon a time at Bangalore’s Plaza

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    Like many Bangaloreans, I have spent a sinful amount of time in the darkness of Plaza, one of Bangalore’s oldest movie theatres on MG Road, while our teachers and lecturers were busy shouting hoarse to an almost empty class. `Once upon a time at Bangalore’s Plaza’ is a photoblog of...
  7. Chilling out at Ice House

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    By S V L Narayan In the quest for professional success and the responsibility of running a family, one tends to forget the good times one had as a college student and the strong bonding with class mates. As students in Mysore, twelve of us from varying family backgrounds would...
  8. Meow…..

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    By S V L Narayan   From childhood, I always wanted to own a dog. By adulthood, I did manage to rear three, all of uncertain pedigree. The first one, Lassie managed to antagonize my mother by tearing to pieces a brand new saree hanging to dry. The second one,...
  9. Chalti ka naam gaadi !

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    By S V L Narayan   During my boyhood years, I used to be fascinated with cars. I could identify every brand of cars on Indian roads. Believe me, in the early 50s, there were more international makes of cars on Indian roads then there are now.   You had the...
  10. Budding of a Bangalorean

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    By Shankari Murali At the outset, I must mention that I am a third-generation Non-Resident Andhra (aka NRA) who having been born and brought up in the national capital, has been a Dilliwaali by birth and domicile, not to mention, temperament. So I had a large measure of qualms leaving...

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