So from the terrible mood swings I underwent that day to the random happy dance I did at office at the end of the day, I must say that I had had quite a day that day, at least as far as emotional ups and downs were concerned. Apart from that, it was just another day, a day in the city of Bangalore. Bangalore – a city which I initially remember naming ‘The land of moustaches, Kolaveri Di and La Pongal’. Everybody there seemed to have a moustache! I don’t know if it was the comparatively older crowd the city had as compared to Pune, or simply one of the many, fascinating South Indian cultures where it came from.
With a name that can be as direct as possible, The Table Blue, one of the newest restaurants in Indiranagar, literally has blue tables making up most of its ambience. The first look was pretty neat I’d say, blue tables, white chairs with red cushions, and green wine bottles with a flower each, on every table. I like how they’ve kept it to a minimal with the colours, because too many colours can tend to look too shabby.
Whether you like it or not, the world is a dirty place! It is full of dirty politics. I’ve been told of stories where there are politics taking place between two best friends working at the same place as well as stories including politics between large groups of people where it practically is the kith and kin of survival in a company.