For anyone who has been reading my blog for some time, you would have observed a certain trend in my words. Excessively lamenting about how I miss a particular South Indian city which I consider my home, may have found its way into some of my previous updates. Yes, I will repeat it again. Bangalore, the city I treasure, the city which I love more than anything in the world, the city which enveloped my childhood, the city..., my home. But now, this city has changed. Ever since I moved away from it, it has changed to my dislike. The peaceful, harmonious morning tree-scented air has been replaced by garbage stench and blaring traffic noise. Roads have widened, gardens trimmed, parks exterminated, lakes engulfed and even the people have changed.
I feel that it has lost its original identity. Now, they have even changed the official name which has to be pronounced with extra syllables for added effects at the end. I can make a list of 'Things that take longer than pronouncing 'Bengaluuuuurrruuuu''. They say that the name reflects the present state of the city retaining its heritage. The only thing it reflects is the long traffic lines which can be comparable to the tail of Hanuman. The old word 'Bangalore' is short and crisp and portrays modern culture of the city. The modern information era, where speed is important and time is precious, the former name sounds ideal.
Now people may make more effort to pronounce the new name. They expend extra work from their facial muscles just to get that 'oooo' syllable. The lips should crumple about to form an 'o' and a short breath of air and sound should be exhaled. It was much simpler when one said 'Bangalore' which can be easily done with a proud smile.
After reading my title, you may ask what's in a name? Well, nothing actually. Name is just a unique noun to refer to someone , someplace or something. Name of a place can change over time. People may like it, they may dislike it. But it is changed for the greater good of the city.
This has been a pointless lament from my mind. I agree with the concept of 'what's in a name' but I still dislike the fact that my home has nomenclatural irregularities. As a purist, I like the original and original is what I'm going to use.
I feel that it has lost its original identity. Now, they have even changed the official name which has to be pronounced with extra syllables for added effects at the end. I can make a list of 'Things that take longer than pronouncing 'Bengaluuuuurrruuuu''. They say that the name reflects the present state of the city retaining its heritage. The only thing it reflects is the long traffic lines which can be comparable to the tail of Hanuman. The old word 'Bangalore' is short and crisp and portrays modern culture of the city. The modern information era, where speed is important and time is precious, the former name sounds ideal.
Now people may make more effort to pronounce the new name. They expend extra work from their facial muscles just to get that 'oooo' syllable. The lips should crumple about to form an 'o' and a short breath of air and sound should be exhaled. It was much simpler when one said 'Bangalore' which can be easily done with a proud smile.
After reading my title, you may ask what's in a name? Well, nothing actually. Name is just a unique noun to refer to someone , someplace or something. Name of a place can change over time. People may like it, they may dislike it. But it is changed for the greater good of the city.
This has been a pointless lament from my mind. I agree with the concept of 'what's in a name' but I still dislike the fact that my home has nomenclatural irregularities. As a purist, I like the original and original is what I'm going to use.
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