A man to remember
This is a personal story. Not an opinion or a generic blog. And there is a reason why I started to write this. 11 years back I met this man. Not going to tell his name as I might go deeper in his personal life but let me call him VR, sir VR. Back then I was roaming around the streets of JP Nagar Bengaluru, searching for a place to rent. This is not a typical area for bachelor rentals. A security guard advised that I am in a wrong place and that every house is guarded, so no one is going to let you in. I knew am in a place that doesn't seem to fit but just giving a try didn't seem meaningless. Second day search and it was late dinner time. There was absolutely no one in the streets. I said to myself last two streets to try and go back. And in the first street that I took I saw this man locking the gate. I was hesitant to call him but he understood am looking for something. He spoke in Tamil after my introd. He must be around 65-70. When I said am looking for a terrace room occu...