Bangalore the city we love. A hectic city,yet blessed with the most lovable whether one can imagine. In my school books i read that Bangalore is called a "City of Gardens"..is it ? The only garden i have experienced is LalBagh which is now in the news (Bruhat Bangalore Mahanagara Palike (BBMP) crackdown on a coffee bar serving hookah near Lalbagh on Wednesday turned nasty, when a father-son duo running the joint assaulted the civic officials..The Hindu).
Anyway (after a long sigh), I actually wanted to talk a little about the most common issues which has been haunting everybody for years is traffic jams and Parking slots.
Yesterday I took my cab and it took me 40 min to travel 3 Km of distance (yeah in peak hours),Sounds funny but it’s not ! I was not the only guy who suffered but there were 3 more in my cab and millions other who are experiencing this problem every day.
We call ourselves modern and innovative..Are we? Let me share with you a real story that you might find intresting as well (experienced by me).
One day, I took a taxi for the railway station (Friday at 8 PM).Being new to this city I was not aware of the Friday evening hectic and tiring traffic jams. So I board the taxi at 5 pm (you might be smiling now) and headed towards SBC railway station. With my headphones and my favorite playlist of U2,Pink floyd, Metallica, Radiohead and in Hindi Kumar sanu (Thums up if you like them too) i was having fun. Suddenly my taxi driver told me "Sir aagey poora jaam..naat Paasible"( means total traffic jam, not possible to clear soon).Then i remember the movie Taxi number 9211,(the only difference was I don’t look like John but my driver was almost Nana) but unlike the movie I could not have paid him more as there was no way out and my money would have wasted.
I was looking at my watch minute by minute and becoming nervous as no ray of hope to get through. It was almost 7 pm and i was way far from railway station. Suddenly Nana remembered something and assured me that "Sir we will reach well before time Chill Maadi". He took the taxi into the wrong lane and was thinking to take a long route where traffic won’t be that much. His risky driving for some time worked and we found a another way to the SBC station and fortunately reached there by 25 minutes before my train’s departure time ( Thanks to Nana).I paid him more than what was decided, but I found strange he was refusing to take.
So that was the end of the traffic jam story and I was about to experience the Bangalore -Delhi Rajdhani express.
I will share this story soon, in my next blog (with the assurance that you will get to know more about, how our beloved Rajdhani express and its services are in place as of today)
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