Nothing remains same

Somehow beauty of bangalore seems more obvious when there has being a slight drizzle and there is this lazy atmosphere all over. Today morning bangalore seemed like the old banaglore i knew of.
The route my bus takes is thru that ulsoor, mg rd, trinity circle and rest everyone knows.It probably rained overnight, Monday morning is obviously the laziest of mornings and with this cloudy climate just makes me want to snuggle back into my razai.
I was talking about my bus route, now it vaguely resembles the old days, with still some of the gulmohar trees intact and i have no idea what are the other trees that are lined up on either sides of the roads. Saw couple of school buses on the way kids looking really drousy and with hardly any enthu to go to school :).
Things changed so quickly in the same bus route. One place the rain made the place look beautiful and another place as soon as we enter vivek nagar felt rain just increased the filth there and ofcourse no more trees to be seen.
Trees are apparently replaced with shabbily built appartments on one side to a huge slum area on the other. Eventually we enter koramangala, there are few trees left but the roads get busier, too much honking everywhere and above the honking that irrating sound of the indicator on my bus.It just gets worse as we cross the silk board junction and joining the ocean of hosur traffic.With the half built flyover the place is a real mess.
Now its not that I am too keen to reach the office early, I dont mind the wait since am too engrossed in the book am reading but really I wish the drive was pleasant.I dont think this problem is specific to bangalore, so many people and so much less place to accomodate them. Was watching bachna ae haseeno yest, Ranbir says that in swiss the ratio of cattle and man is 10:1. How I wish most places on world would be like that, except NY please that place needs that buzz to make it beautiful.
To add to this whole road saga, we have our infy bus stop as well, so many people. Its as if I have arrived at the railway station. Just that there is no escape here.

Do you like your husbands friends and their wives?

The rules are always different for men and women. What would you say if a husband calls his wife now and then to enquire? Obviously he is smitten by his wife. What would you call a wife who calls her husband in the same fashion? Ofcourse a wife who bugs her husband.Not just husband and wife the rules are different even for the men and women in one sided love. It gets worse after marriage. Are you expected to hang out with the wives of your husbands friends while he is surely having fun with friends? Atleast for me its the most boring thing to do and I can see it on their faces as well.Yes we are courtious we do some small talk but we dont share any bond. You are lucky if you do find these women fun to hang out with else you will be punished all your life with such get togethers. Most men do have some common interest cricket, bikes, cars. But you cant say the same about women. The days are gone when women would sit and crib about their in laws or talk about cooking cleaning.And the biggest problem for me is none of these women seem to have a mind of their own, either they are such stereotypical women no wonder their husbands are just another set of hypocritical MCPs. What is more annoying is the friends I had before marriage have also started acting wierdly, dunno if they have assumed that I have become just another of those married women who cant talk anything more than husband house and in laws. It just looks like prejudice has become a common trait amongst everyone these days. It is tought but I am trying to get out of the habit of following my husbands footsteps literally. Trust me if he reads this he will be offended he will just term me as someone with big ego and thats why I cant be like other women. Truth is I hate the 'other women' who have made life hell for people like me.