In June the jacarandas bloom
All over Indiranagar and Koramangala
All around the nicest places in the city
Where the easiest people stay.
In Jayanagar fashionable ladies
Who get out of long cars wearing beads and saris
Start a sentence in Kannada with, ‘You know’
And eat masala dosa on the side-walk.
In the other places that end in a Nagar
Basaveshwar. Gandhi. Vijay. Rajaji.
Oh how the race is on
To be bigger, better, brighter.
‘Oh that is nothing’, they always say.
Mine is the golden goose, the lone super star.
Mine is. Thine is.
But you see, mine is.
Majestic has a noise, a bustle of the hustlers.
Shivajinagar the smell of pee and burning meat.
K R Market sticks to your feet.
On Brigade Road, the gropers stick to you.
We have places with English names.
Cox. Cooke. Whitefield.
Here boundaries meander with railway lines.
We have stations, biryanis, a British way of life.
We had gardens before. And lakes.
We have software now. And fakes.
The Metro* will come and make us one.
These mini-cities drowning in Blondon’s** rain.
Here the jacarandas shudder
Onto purple roads.
And when your flight hits the tarmac
You know this is home.
About Musing on the Metro:
This is just some nonsense that happened the day before at night, when I was musing upon the city for City of Pieces, a festival organised by Maraa, my friend’s NGO. City of Pieces presents city of words – an event that focuses on poetry as a mode through which we create cities. This free event which is open to all is on 25th October, Tuesday, between 5.30-7.30 pm, at Alternative Law Forum. If you are in the city and would like to participate, you can register before 24th October, 2011. Mail email@example.com or call 81056-75350. Click here for details on events.
* Bangalore Metro is the under-construction mass-transit rail system for the city of Bangalore, India. The city’s much-awaited ‘Namma Metro’ will be flagged off for commercial operations today, October 20, 2011.
** Considering how often it rains in Bangalore and how wet and grey it gets, I call it Blondon.