I wasn’t sure whether I should use the word ‘Bangalore’ or ‘Bengaluru’ in the title of this post; but I didn’t hear the later word ever since I came to this city so I settled for the former. This was the first strange thing I observed which was totally different from my hometown. Calling ‘Mumbai’ Bombay would definitely piss a lot of people off. The IT capital was calling and a 21 year old Mumbai born and bred, fresh pass out engineer was all set to make the transition. A 24 hour long train journey definitely sounded like a boring choice when you compare it with a 100 odd minute flight trip, but it went surprisingly fast. A message from a new mobile service provider made me realized that I was in Karnataka and from 6am I was at the door admiring the beauty. It was pretty dramatic. You could picture an old man with 2 flags (Green and Red) waving at a diesel engine powered train running on a single track come and go route. I remember waving at everyone I possibly saw from the train and got a wave back all the time. I was impressed straight away. But outskirts can be deceiving so I wanted to go in the city and not into premature conclusions.