Stuck in Bengaluru

I don't like this city. Its too busy. Too busy for civilised life. I asked somebody where the station was, and he replied in a Paresh Rawalish manner 'Police Station ya Train Station'? Come on, do you think that kind of satire works in real life?

Maybe it does, if 'National Institute of Mental Health and Neuro Sciences' happens to be in the same city

This city moves at breakneck speeds through its plush highways. Throughout the day I have not had to stop at a single traffic light. And damn their ignorance of anything other than mother tongue. 'Sasta hotel' gets you right into 'Swastik hotel'.
But this Is where I have been half of the day

To meet this lady

Her middle name is spelt 'l-y-m-p-h-o-m-a'

If you have already seen the owl eye appearance

Here is the full owl for you

However, the rest of the day was not so smooth. My train ticket got stuck at WL-1 (FMFL?#!). So here I am upon a 300 per night hotel around Bangalore station (by the way, the station complex is known as 'magestic'). Here is the view from the window

Creepy, isn't it

Goodnight. See you at the airport tomorrow.