If Ramayana happened in bangalore 2023 -part 4
If you havent read the previous parts
Link to part 3 https://medium.com/@vikramchan/if-ramayana-happened-in-bangalore-2023-part-3-7e0825f8958
While the auto drivers were happy they got content for spending their afternoon in peace, news of the purple line getting ready has started “pouring in”.
The tests were all done for the running of the last leg of the line to connect Whitefield to Bangalore. One of the auto drivers said that they should close the deal quickly before Rama changed his mind to take the metro. The World Cup cricket was ending soon, and no content to watch would be a nightmare. The World Cup matches in Bangalore had earned them large sums of money to ensure some more free time. Rama was hoping to watch a game after several years at Chinnaswamy, but with all the drama happening in his life, he was just scrolling his phone for the scores once in a while. He was also proud deep inside of Rachin “ nam area huduga” see how he plays.
However, the union leader was confident that no such thing could happen since he knew the modus operandi of a metro line opening. Even after all the tests, there had to be an inauguration for the line to start. That would give them enough time to cross the “bridge” at Marathalli.
The man Friday called Rama and told him the autos would reach them anytime soon. Ram had to cut the call after a quick OK since someone had been trying to reach him for the last 20 minutes, and he had several missed calls. Rama initially ignored the calls, assuming it was Bajaj Finance. He called back the number and had a worried frown on his face with the new obstacle. This news meant they had to handle the scare of the leopard freely roaming around in Whitefield. They had to think about a plan for this, and the man-Friday was put on the job immediately.
A new challenge was brewing for Ravana in the meanwhile. Sita, who once liked the Rameshwaram cafe ghee pudi masala doSE had started refusing to eat them at frequent intervals. He had managed to serve some chaat and fruits for a few days. Ravana, being the kind one, couldn’t see this happen. He asked his friends from neighboring counties of Indiranagar to set up some more restaurants immediately. The filter coffee and Sendhoor coffee were set up in a frenzy.
A servant came running in the rain with a packet calling out for Rama and Lakshmana. It was a dunzo of Rama’s favourite home saagu masala dosE that his mom had sent. That glee on his face as he opened the packed and smelt it …
