It has become 3 months since I moved to Bangalore. It is a city of hopes, dreams, and of course-gardens. This is the city, which has given wings to the middle class youth of India, to achieve their dreams. I feel so calm and quiet here, after coming from a super-paced and super-crowded city like Mumbai. Bangalore is clean and beautiful. Here you won’t find “do not spit” notices in public buses. Also, this is perhaps the only city in India, where you can hear the anti-virus advertisements through radio.
Bangalore does not have a proud history to boast about – like that of near-by Mysore or Hyderabad. But now, it is writing the history for the future. This IT-Hub is truly an adaptable model for the other urban areas. Clean roads, disciplined traffic (traffic is heavy but still disciplined) and a prospective metro also.
The young workforce is always ambitious here, which is actually good. Some people find reasons to become unhappy, citing the need for a better package or on-site opportunity. But that is common and understandable.
For me, the transition has brought a considerable change. Not only a new city – it is a new job also. 3 years of Mumbai life has come to an end, as everything needs to. Even if some things are good or bad, at some point of time, you will have to leave things behind and move on. Isn’t it ?