“See, this place has real magical powers. One deep breath of the 4th Block air, and all negativity is gone.” I told my cousin when we reached the Jain Temple from JP Nagar at about 9:30 pm about a month ago. People at home know by now, that I belong to the street. One, because I am my most enthusiastic self when I am out there with my camera; and two, because I have mentioned it to them a thousand times before.
It so happened that I was drained out. After one week of what I call house imprisonment; a refreshment therapy was much needed. What other place to heal me than 4th Block? And so my cousin told me, “Come, we’ll go, have a cup of coffee, and return home.” We made a pit stop at an ice-cream place called Natural. “Whoever eats ice-cream at 9 pm?” I said. “You are one of the very few who don’t.” he replied. “I am glad.” I thought. I was waiting for that cup of fourth block coffee.
The outing was brief – after coffee was over, we realised we were hungry – and the only place that still served food was Cafe Toscano. There we went, ate a little something of what they called salad, and headed back home.
When you are out on the street, sitting behind on a motorcycle, looking up at the sky, and the streetlights gush past – one after the other, with trees blocking the light occasionally and the pleasant Bangalore-evening breeze hitting your face; how can all negativity not be slapped away?
Here’s what healed me. Brought me back to myself. Coffee – Salad – 4th Block.
Cafe Toscano. With colourful lanterns adorning the whole area of the restaurant, it is sure to remind you of an authentic gypsy settlement. Maybe I was so immersed in their beauty, that I forgot to use my lens to see them.
I have mentioned it once and I say it again, this isn’t my last post on the world in the neighbourhood.