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Indi Blogger Meet- Actual

So this is a long delayed post as it has been pointed out by most people. I'm sure there are many more reviews up on the site, so I shall keep it short and hopefully sweet ;-P

Firstly: I got there earlier than expected, and found the place easier than I anticipated. So I took a walk around the neighbourhood, to find that the streets are mostly dead ends and the same people kept hanging around outside. For fear of being called a crazy lost person, walking under a very hot sun, I quickly ran back to Kyra, the venue and found the blogger meet.

The Venue: I discovered that there was a fine restaurant-theater that I for some reason never heard about (but I had, but it was presented to me as a place where musical acts perform, not theater and they didn't tell me the place served food!)

The crowd: The first person I spoke with was a sweet lady whose name was Sowmya, that I bumped into in the lift. We kindda hung out together the rest of the afternoon/evening. The first person that smile…

Indiblogger Meet

About to start getting ready for the meet in a couple of hours. Given that it will be my first meet, looking forward to meeting those of you that are going to be there.

For those of you who aren't going to be at Kyra, fear not, will hopefully manage to get out a full report of what went on.

*Cross fingers and wish me luck, never been the greatest at meeting crowds!

Bommanahali

A week or so ago, got on the bike with a friend and went sight seeing. We were on the bike for a good four hours or so, and I ended up getting sunburns along my cheeks. Now I get why ladies use their shawls to cover their heads and faces. Here I thought, they did that because they were unhappy getting darker.



First we went on the new flyover connecting private traffic from Bommanahalli to Electronic city. And I spotted the Infosys building which I had never seen before. Quite a sight! Especially the sight of the background on the windows of the building.







Then we drove to Central Prison, with it's vastness and grayness I was dissuaded from taking any snaps. Tried to google the same, but doesn't look like there is a pic that exists of the same.


Then we went into Begur Road, to the 1300-year-old Sri Pancha Lingaeshwara Temple. Now in near ruin, desperately in need of a make over. Co-incidentally carvings on the temple are meant to have the first record of this city's name- Beng…

What If

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What if that match never struck, and the fires did not leap from the burner to catch on to your person and burn you down to the ground. Would you be the mother of three, owner of a house, wife of an innocent man?

Would I be the man that I am today, fighting myself inside bars, inspecting the thoughts that made me set the stage for your demise, for a little extra money, and a little extra pride?

That I now know, that you would, have done anything in your power to live the life you were lead to by a man matching stars and reading fates, does not mean, I can undo what I have done.

But I feel the example that I set and fate that I met, perhaps challenges daily those many men that think they can get away with that small inconvenience, called the poor wife.

I do hope you are we…