Bangalore was eponymous as the "Garden city". Later it earned so many other tags, like the 'IT capital'. Obama elevated it into celebrity status still later. 'Bangalored' has evolved as a verb for outsourcing.
There are times when one feels it is apt to call it as per the title of the post. The 'dhool' kicked up at times is too much that it even impairs visibility, like fog. The levels of pollution is just too much. Personally I know people who have had worsening of asthmatic attacks after coming to the city. Sitting in an auto at times, I'm horrified to think what colour my lungs will be, after inhaling all the smoke from the traffic.
The dust is not just confined to the air. You find it everywhere...on the seats of the auto, on the seats of the metro buses. When you get into the bus and is overjoyed to find a vacant seat, within moments your joy vaporises when you find the seat caked in dust, may be even someone's shoeprints. But you have no choice but to grab that only seat, for there are another a dozen people behind you eyeing that lone seat. Initially I used to worry sick over my kurta getting dirty from all that dust on the seat..but now I have learned to console and congratulate myself that my kurtas are dark colored and will mask the dust! But all people are not such rollovers like me. One of my friends who recently moved to the city is thinking of covering herself in a burkha even though she is not a muslim. For the time being, she makes do with covering herself up with a shawl .i.e her face and head, leaving just a slit for the eyes. That terrorist like appearance of hers has spawned a new series of jokes in the dept! She has a paranoia about all the dust in the air. She says she finds her head coated with dust and the head comb quite full of it after a bus ride.She says there is a lot of dust on her face. I cant help but wonder if that shouldn't be true in my case too. Some how it has escaped my notice. Well...guess my standards of hygiene have taken a beating.
Talking about hygiene, today I had to sit next to a lady who was smelling like hell. You have to trust me when I say this 'coz I'm someone who is relatively resistant to bad smells, even when people cover up their noses, I can usually take it in without batting my eyelids. But this time, I was floored. Her body odour almost made me nauseous that I had to turn my face the other way and sit. No, this is not about telling everyone should use deo or such stuff. About taking bath may be...but lets talk about that when we know about water availability.
There are times when one feels it is apt to call it as per the title of the post. The 'dhool' kicked up at times is too much that it even impairs visibility, like fog. The levels of pollution is just too much. Personally I know people who have had worsening of asthmatic attacks after coming to the city. Sitting in an auto at times, I'm horrified to think what colour my lungs will be, after inhaling all the smoke from the traffic.
The dust is not just confined to the air. You find it everywhere...on the seats of the auto, on the seats of the metro buses. When you get into the bus and is overjoyed to find a vacant seat, within moments your joy vaporises when you find the seat caked in dust, may be even someone's shoeprints. But you have no choice but to grab that only seat, for there are another a dozen people behind you eyeing that lone seat. Initially I used to worry sick over my kurta getting dirty from all that dust on the seat..but now I have learned to console and congratulate myself that my kurtas are dark colored and will mask the dust! But all people are not such rollovers like me. One of my friends who recently moved to the city is thinking of covering herself in a burkha even though she is not a muslim. For the time being, she makes do with covering herself up with a shawl .i.e her face and head, leaving just a slit for the eyes. That terrorist like appearance of hers has spawned a new series of jokes in the dept! She has a paranoia about all the dust in the air. She says she finds her head coated with dust and the head comb quite full of it after a bus ride.She says there is a lot of dust on her face. I cant help but wonder if that shouldn't be true in my case too. Some how it has escaped my notice. Well...guess my standards of hygiene have taken a beating.
Talking about hygiene, today I had to sit next to a lady who was smelling like hell. You have to trust me when I say this 'coz I'm someone who is relatively resistant to bad smells, even when people cover up their noses, I can usually take it in without batting my eyelids. But this time, I was floored. Her body odour almost made me nauseous that I had to turn my face the other way and sit. No, this is not about telling everyone should use deo or such stuff. About taking bath may be...but lets talk about that when we know about water availability.
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