Friday, December 02, 2005

From this obscure town called Mangalore

I just decided it was time I popularise this obscure town that I stay in right now. Actually the whole blog can be traced back to a conversation that I had with one of those aunties who have these eligible sons, who (also just like the n number of other yound men and women) is 'in Software'. No no! She was not trying any marketing stunts with me. I would not fit into her typical 'eligible woman', tall, thin , fair , curly or straight hair, 'homely', well educated but willing to sit at home and raise his kids and his ego. But eligible or not, it did not deter her from having this 'conversation' with me, read question answer session. She shooting the questions and a nervous me answering politely keeping my answers as terse as possible. One of the questions posed were of course
'So, where do u stay'?
Pat came the reply Mangalore (with a Capital M in bold and caps)...
Oh bengaloore, umm that is where my son stays ..too much traffic these days, and even having a car with a company given laptop to work, while driving, (that is how busy her son is or says he is ), does not really help, too much pollution blah blah blah..
So where in Bengaloore do u stay?
I politely interjected correcting her Bengaloore illusions to Mangalore with a capital M in caps and bold.
The next minute auntie is missing. Of course she is not interested in people who are not from Bengaloore. They are not software enough. She does not really keep up with the news where our good old Deve Gowda, after his tiff with the reverend Infy chief NRN was seen on news channels promoting the 'other' places in Karnataka, Mangalore (with the M in bold and caps) being one of them.
I am not part of the Mangalore tourism board or some other vague Nature promotion boards(borreds) but just decided to dispel some illusions.
For one Mangalore and Bangalore are really not one and the same. They are not , as is the popular belief one hour apart (just because they rhyme people assume they are geographically close to each other too). Though of course I wish they were , it would have saved me n number of 8 hour journeys (nothing romantic about these just the number of journeys undertaken to write entrance exams) and n multipled by 7 (the number of hours saved) would have been quite a phenomenal amount of time. In an age where time means money (so they say), I should have been that much more richer. But alas such is not the case.
Mangalore as our ertswhile Prime Minister stresses is the next set of Software destinations within Karnataka. I did say Karnataka but come here and you would be left wondering as to its 'state' of existence. The place is infested with Mallus, nothing wrong in that, I have some very close Mall friends and love their 'unniappam' ,'kadalai puttu', 'ambalams' but when you are totally surrounded by them 'vellichennai et al' conversing in Mallu in a land apparently having no ties with Mall of any sorts then you really have doubts about your geography skills. A part of you starts wondering, if maybe Mangalore with its picturesque beauty and lean palm trees and the legendary rains is maybe a part of Keral the missing a being deliberate of course. That is a literal translation of how Kerala just like Kannada is spelt in Social Science text books written in Hindi without the a. In fact i have heard those fair aryans pronounce it that way too, maybe the social science text book is their bible. I can detect those raised brows, Social Science in Hindi ! Unheard of ! But such is the case if you were unfortunate enough to study in a KV CBSE board. You would be 'subject'ed to Hindi plus Social Studies in Hindi. Getting back to a la Mangalore let me clarify, ushered by the Mr DG that this is the next happening place situated in Karnataka (full points to all your geography skills), and that Mangalore is one of those nice, picturesque towns and its beauty inspired the poet in me as well.

A small obscure town called Mangalore,
Not quite the same as Bangalore,
Where beaches abound,
On those hilly grounds.

Those tears from Heaven fall,
On palm trees standing tall,
They are the legendary Mangalore rains,
With traffic so less it hardly drains (u).

A small obscure town called Mangalore,
Not quite the same as Bangalore.

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