Adieu

For my last weekend in Bangalore, a few thoughts and observations - all my own work (With apologies to Busybee, who has entertained me everyday for the past 3 weeks with his columns from the 1980s in Bombay - Anyone who grew up in Bombay in the 80s and early 90s should get a lot of this )
Like I will be moving back to a Bombay that's flooded by the monsoon. My first real rain in months and I am really looking forward to "butta" on Marine Drive.
Like Carrie and me are really similar. She and her Manhattan, me and my Bombay. She and her Manolo Blahniks, me and my Puma.
Like I came to Bangalore with 2 suitcases full of clothes and am leaving with 18 "cartons" of clothes, book and music. And then I wonder how I manage to spend all my money.
Like it's very liberating to take your shirt off at a club. Tried that last week at Taika and felt like a million bucks afterwards. No pecs and no abs be damned!
Like I will miss sleeping under a quilt. One of the plus points of Bangalore - the fab weather. In Bombay, I'd be hard pressed to get anything on in bed. (And then i wonder why people say I make it too easy !)
Like my first stop in Bombay will be to Elco Arcade to eat some authentic pani puri. Just plain boondi, chutney and spicy water. No grated carrot, no tomato pieces and NO pomergranate!
Like I should start running again. Carter Road will be awesome this time of year.
Like I am afraid, with Bombay rents being what they are, I will no longer be a Bandra boi - more a Lokhandwala munda.
Like Portuguese will be a cool language to learn. Great music and cinema and hot Brazilians to flirt with.
Like it will be nice to work in a highrise looking out into the stormy sea. (Note to self: Figure out who to sleep with to get office with window view)
Like it will be weird to travel by train again. I haven't done that regularly since 1994.
Like it's 10 years since college graduation! And I need to track my graduating class down and see where everyone ended up. I bet there are only a handful of single people left.
Like at this year's reunion, we will need separate tables and clowns for all the kids.
Like I am super happy that my awesome friends F and J adopted 2 awesome kids to complete their family. It's always a pleasure to watch another gay couple making it work. Gives the rest of us cynics and pessimists hope (Thus negating the definitions of cynic and pessimist - but I digress)
Like the next post will come to you from my awesome Bombay - probably from a laptop at the Cafe Coffee Gay on Carter Road.