September 09, 1991 - the truck carrying my household stuff, some basic furniture, and a hundred something potted plants was heading for Biligiri Rangana Betta - a.k.a. B.R.HILLS followed by me in my blue hardtop Maruti Gypsy - all excited at the prospect of starting a new life - far from the madding crowd.
Yes, I was tired of Bangalore. I used to ask my friends - how do you manage to survive in this mess and grin like that?
I was born and brought up in Bangalore, but around the time I was 45 or so I started feeling that I was in some strange - alien? - city and I made up my mind to migrate to some place on planet Earth. I knew it wasn't going to be easy - however I made up my mind that I would move out of Bangalore in ten years. Finding a new location, winding up my business and literally uproot myself and move away with a clean slate wasn't an easy task!!
But I did it! In exactly ten years! When I arrived in B.R.HILLS and set up my
new home, I was 55 years old.
