Things I hate about Hyderabad

The things I hate about Hyderabad. When you are all free nothing at all to do in a city like Hyderabad with blazing heat not so great a place for a girl like me, the best thing that one can do is either sleep or blog away to ones heart content. I have few observations I have made about this city which my hyderabadi cousins and friends might refute to. But this is my space I have the freedom of expression.
Cannot beat the heat any time of the year. The scorching heat unruly, I would call it, with all its manifestations makes it miserable for me to be tagged, a freak. Though, Bangalore too is getting hotter but the heat here in Hyd is more the prickly types though not the clammy or the sweaty ones as In Chennai.
No matter how “fully dressed” a gal is, she attracts the attention and the ogles from a 16 yr to 60yr or even higher. She becomes the celebrity attains the stardom if that’s a gal walking with a trendy look. Burkha system is so much justified in this particular city. I have my views about this system but does not fall in the ambit of his post.
The attitude of people here is so galling, always trying to appease someone.
Yes!! Very inquisitive in others’ life. Lest realizing that fact that life is as much personal to you as it is to others. I have nothing strong to back this point. But I am sure most of you would concur.
I am lucky I never got to ruin my college days here at apartment like colleges without a play ground, the library stacked with nothing other than the core subject(physics, chemistry, mathematics, biology) books. Coaching right from 6th standard for entrance at IITs with the euphemism of “Early Bird classes. Constantly Measured by percentages and scores, an incessant struggle on the potential minds to think nothing but science.
“Man is a measure of all things” , this is my measure or the perception from this city. However vehemently I would want to pick an argument on these lines, deep inside I have my roots here. The belongingness supersedes. After all it is my “Home”.

Was it me?

Blogging after a really long time. Had been busy with preparations so I have a reason.
I have come in encounter with a not so usual behavior of mine. Now, that might not be new to many of you.
You all would concur when I say I rattle away a lot. Most of you victims for the same.
Loquacious is the word I was looking for myself. I had the words till you had the patience.
Today things happened to my disbelief in an unusual fashion. It seemed like some one had stolen my talk time for a change leaving me meek. Intrepid was not I any more. The “gal with guts” sank to the abyss of blank thoughts.
Watch out on my virtual space for more updates on what had struck me hard.
If you are always welcome to post your surmises as comments.. would love to read it….:)

PS:Dont make it more filmy!!