Those familiar with Bangalore don’t want me to remind them of Cubbon Park. As nostalgia had its way with me, I took an impulsive walk on a cloudy afternoon–the weather is heavenly here from a few days–inside the park. I sneaked in through a small lane right adjacent the KGID building in the ramparts of the High Court.


To my surprise, little has changed except for perhaps a few old, I mean, really ancient trees that have died naturally. The huge natural umbrella that the foliage extends over 100 acres is quite intact, and it’s still free of charge to sit underneath it and simply look at beauties like this.

However, my personal favourite is the Bamboo Clusters, a remarkable feature found only in Cubbon Park…. ok, I was kidding. There’s no such thing named as Bamboo Clusters but Cubbon Park has these clusters of Bamboo trees scattered randomly–come to think of it, there might be a pattern to this cluster-scattering but I’m just speculating–all over its spread.

I shot this picture standing amid the clusters, a very surreal experience, gives an entirely new meaning to Darkness at Noon. A few more of these and you’ll be convinced of the said Darkness.



There is definitely more of Cubbon Park than just these clusters, but to me, this is the strongest attraction Cubbon Park offers. The problem with describing Cubbon Park is certainly not its spread–which by the way, is about 1/8 of Lal Bagh–nor its exquisite collection of flora, nor its overwhelming thicketish nature, nor the architectural ornaments that enhance its beauty, but one of a vexing question: where does one begin? That’s the reason I began with my favourite: the Bamboo Clusters.

You need to return where you start, right?

Cross-posted on Desicritics.