BENGALURU POETRY FEST PART 2
BENGALURU POETRY FEST PART 2 I was very apprehensive about the traffic in Bengaluru, but to my absolute relief, the taxi glided on a traffic-free road, and the cheerful driver chatted on. I, too, tried to put in a word edgewise, looking at the verdant greenery and buildings. I was visiting Bengaluru for the first time, and my senses were alert to everything around. Within forty minutes, we were at the hotel JustA, MG Road, where I was greeted by a profusion of smiles. The hotel Staff was the epitome of warm hospitality. There was absolutely no dearth of smiles- shy, expansive, diffident, confident-nothing was fake. In no time, I was chaperoned to my room by a friendly staff member, who tried to see to it that I was comfortable. I was more than comfortable. I loved everything about the room, and soon felt very much at home. So much so that the sight of the table started an itching in my fingers. I would have immediately started...
