London's Fish and Chips VS. Bangalore's Idly

It has been about 20 days since I left the familiar sights and sounds of London an moved back home to India. I have taken sometime to settle down...but I think it is finally all done and I can now sit down and write about my experiences with the change. First things first...when I was leaving to B'lore, a lot of you told me that I would see amazing babes in the city. Thank you very much all of you...I am sure you will be hearing from my legal team soon. NOT ONE BABE...one ONE...but...NO...NONE...what the hell is this? Have you people ever been to B'lore to make a statement like that...AMAZING BABES IT SEEM?? B'lore...the city is so small that when you take one wrong turn in the centre of town, you end up at the Airport. Somehow I seem to get into fights very often in B'lore. Yesterday I wanted to go to the centre of town with an Auto (3 wheel Taxi for those of you from Foreign Lands...and those used to London Underground). The Auto Driver refused to go to the centre of town because he said there was too much traffic on the roads. Nice...How do I find these people. Well I gave him a piece of my mind. I told him to sell his auto and start a Tea Shop by the side of the road if her was so scared of the traffic. I was at home today and a guy comes to see me from TouchTel. This is a new telephone company in India. So anyways this guy comes to verify my address and see if I stay at the address stated in the form I filled out 5 days ago. Someone people would say this is good service and a way to make sure I do not cheat them. I call it stupidity...considering two people from TouchTel were in my house for 3 hours on Monday trying to lay cables for my phone line...and 3 people the following day to set up my internet...and two more people late last night to verify if the work had been done...WHAT THE HELL DID THIS GUY THINK HE WAS DOING??? I should have told him to join my Mate the AUTO Driver in their new TEA Enterprise. Ok Ok...so I lost my temper...but I am learning that stuff here is much cooler than anywhere else in the world. I was at the Internet Browsing centre last week...and could not get the internet to work. After 10 minutes I asked the attendant what was wrong. The dude tells me that the server was down and would be online only in 2 hours. Excellent...Thanks for telling me mate...so I gave him a piece of my mind...and stormed out of the browsing centre. This is where he was to feel that perhaps he should have told me and saved busy old me the ten minute wait. But instead his reaction was a little different. You see...this browsing center has employed an over zealous window cleaner. When I stormed out in anger...I walked straight into the glass wall instead of walking through the door. It took a several attempts and a little feeling around followed by a chuckle from the guy at the counter to FINALLY Storm out...this time however sort of ashamed that I walked right into a wall...glass one ...but still a wall...I am so ashamed...BUT it could happen to anyone...couldn't it...

Ahh....for those of your following my Musical Career...there is some good news. I have learnt twice as much in India where it concerns my electric guitar. When I left England, all I could do was play the D chord. Now I can play the A and E Chords as well...I think that is quite impressive. What I still have to master is being able to change from one chord to the other. So right now I stick to songs with just one chord...viz A, D or E. To be honest I am finding it a little tough to find songs with just one chord...so any help will be welcome... Oh I almost forgot...FOOD...this is like the most amazing thing about India. The food here is out of this world. After eating food with no taste for 3 years...my mouth just waters every time I see a menu. I finally can eat my favorite Chicken Fried Rice...personally I think India should starting exporting its own version on Chinese Food...which by the way tastes nothing like real Chinese food...only because it is much much better. I think I will put on a lot of weight over the next few months just trying out things I used to previously take for granted. Those of you who have tasted Ginger Chicken, Garlic Chicken and Chicken 65(boneless) will know what I am talking about. The one thing I have not tasted in India as yet is the booze. Oh yes...I did have a pint of beer last week at a party...but apart from that the food has just been too good to even bother to have a drink. Think about it...when in the world can you get a cup of tea for Rs. 2 (that is about 5 pence for those of you in the UK)... Coffee for Rs. 3... Idlys for Rs. 6...amazing...a plane dosa for Rs.9... Basically a whole meal for just under 10 pence. Now what could be better...NOTHING....and I have not even started talking about Chats...and pani puri...yum yum...oh I cannot wait till morning...I need to eat some more food. There is this hospital near my house where there is a nice canteen that severs food all day. I usually go there for my meals...amazing place...all the prices I quoted are from their menu...Interestingly enough just opposite the canteen is the Leela Palace...a 5 star hotel...where breakfast costs Rs. 400 a head...and tea is Rs. 90...plus taxes...now...lets compare that with Mr. Canteen Owner who offers the same stuff about under 15 bucks...Totally out of this world. (By the way... 1 Pound = Rs. 83 and $1 = Rs. 45...or there abouts...who cares...) Yum Yum. What I really like about India is being with my friends...it is really amazing to see my mates doing so well. Everyone seems to have a plan in life and I am so proud of all my friends...Some are married...some are trying to get married...some are trying NOT to get married...some have girl friends...some have boy friends...some are still single...and some still do not want to accept they are in relationships...(come on you know who you are. What did you think I would let you off so easily) One thing that is strange is when I meet an old friends boyfriend or girlfriend...how they are totally unaware of the previous life and 'interesting' stories there are to be told about the people they are in relationships with...don't worry people...sooner or later...we WILL pull your legs...ha ha...just kidding...no I am not...naa....just kidding...hmmm...you will never know...be scared...be very scared.

So...what do I miss about the UK...Everything...and...Nothing. Go Figure. All I can say is...I just love India. The land where every street has an opportunity...every city has a call centre...every house has a name...every food have a taste...and ...ok ...ok... I miss the fact that there are no women in B'lore...maybe if I leave my house more often I MIGHT just find someone...aha...thats and idea...maybe tomorrow I will go into town and sit in a coffee shop and stare are people passing by...and I will tell ya...if the grass is greener in B'lore...