Just another Saturday
I had my usual visit to book shops in MG Road and bought few books. Emperors of the Peacock Throne - The Saga of the Great Mughals by Abraham Eraly and Doctor Zhivago from Strand and two Calvin and Hobbes books from Higginbothoms. Since there were no good movies playing, had a lunch from Amaravati and came back.
It is very difficult to commute in Bangalore if we don't have a personal vehicle. From Brigade road, if I want to go to Shanthi Nagar by bus, I have to cross the main road some n number of times, which I would prefer to avoid since I have never been an athlete. Autorikshaw is the second option, but the drivers would refuse to go to Shanthi Nagar. Today the driver was about to admit me after conducting the interview, but suddenly the scenario changed when a girl - white sleeveless T-shirt and jeans - came and asked for a drive. The driver showed his 31.5 teeth to her and ignored me. I wont blame him, I would have done the same thing if I were at his place.
This month I am going to get a big electricity bill. Today morning I was about to switch on the electric geyser, but saw that it is already on. Then I realized that I had switched it on yesterday morning itself, just before the one-hour power cut.
Yesterday full time I was feeling distressed as there was no water in my house. Power went off in the morning. When it came at 8, I went to switch on the motor. But the house owner, who is staying in the ground floor of the house, had already locked their house and went out somewhere. Motor switch is outside, but looks like some valves are inside the house, which they had forgotten to keep open. So I was waterless in the morning. I even decided to protest by giving my vacation notice immediately after the owner comes back. Late in the evening, the house owner's boy came and knocked the door, and with an apologetic voice asked whether I got water. I felt relieved and happy.
The thought that someone thinks or cares about me, illuminates my day. Or even many days.