Shoot for four days.
One day to do all the things I did in the city for six years.
Belated happy birthday wishes to old friend Ami.
Breakfast at India Coffee House.
Indulgence at Blossoms.
Two kilo Avacados bought at Nilgiris.
Meet the lovely Poppin's Mom*, unfortunately sans the girls, in Koramangala.
Bump into Designer Julie at Cunningham Road and see her beautiful shop.
Meet gorgeous Journalist friend* at Cunningham Road. She is carrying in her bag a bottle of filthy polluted water ... until its tested the story remains hush hush.
Rush to settle accounts with the nuns. This is where I made my crew stay- I have never been more pleased with my choice of lodging. But the settling of accounts takes some time because the lady with a working type writer counts my many thousands- all in hundred rupees- many times over. And gives me the change in many one rupee coins.
Pick up equipment and bags, pick up sound recordist rush to meet dear mike*, teaches film at srishti.
Old friend, and main anchor in bangalore, sush*, picks me up and takes me to her farm to meet adorable siri and kabir and quaff two glasses of wine pretty quick!
Go to airport in time to fly back home to sleeping sanah.
Now tell me you bangalore cribbers- would this have been possible in my city bombay???
* We chatter endlessly.
Poppin's mom: I was meeting you for the first time, though I feel like I have known you for years, do I chatter too much? I worry about such things after first meetings.