The Young Nanny !
I live in a relatively less affluent part of Bangalore, far away from the noisy night-clubs and mighty yet lifeless concrete apartments. The streets leading up to my house are not littered with pizza/burger joints or lavish coffee shops. Men from neighborhood do not ride in BMWs or Jaguars. By all means, it is a humble suburb and see, I am a man of simple tastes. I enjoy my-rented-2 BHK-house-that-comes at-5500 INR-per-month, thirty-rupee-meals-with-rice-sambar-and-rasam and a-silent-walk-to-work-that-lasts-for-about-thirty-minutes. Yet, sometimes, my taste-buds take me to places where normally I, my neighbours or the disease-stricken dogs that roam our streets would not be found. One of them is "The Bay", the food court of an IT park, located at about 2 Kms away from my neighbourhood. Apart from McDonald's, Subway, Pizza hut, Baskin Robbins, and a Coffee day, the food court features an outlet each of South Indian, North Indian and Chinese cuisine (Forget the Zuris a...