Even with long flight, jet lag and tiredness, after a one-hour nap during the day, by evening, we decided to go out.Technically, I should have been in bed by that time, but I was excited to explore Bangalore. We left home after 9 , and thanks to the timing, we managed to avoid traffic.
After making a list of happening places we decided to hang out at Kaavu, a bar and restaurant not very far from the home.
What struck me right away was the energy in the air. I saw women, not just couples, hanging out together in smaller and bigger groups. The atmosphere felt liberating—women enjoying themselves freely and safely at night, something that felt refreshing. There were some families, some children, but the majority were younger professionals. It felt like a different India—one where women are empowered to enjoy life without fear.
After that, we went to my favorite place, Rameshwaram Café, around midnight.
Rameshwaram Café, with its vibrant vibe, made it feel like the city never sleeps. The café doesn’t have seating arrangements; the idea is to come in and go out. But people found space to sit wherever they could.
Most of the crowd was young, enjoying a cup of coffee, some snacks, or indulging in ice cream and dessert while catching up with friends. It was the perfect way to unwind on a Saturday night.
I am in awe and I’m so proud of what I saw. The perfect feeling on Women’s day. Even though I don’t typically buy into the idea of celebrating specific days. But, I understand that if it takes a day to draw attention, so be it. I hope we are all supporting, enriching, and educating our daughters to be fierce, independent, and, above all, good human beings..
A khun saree for a saree meet right before my travel.
Rameshwaram cafe - The Name - to pay tribute to Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, as Rameshwaram is his birthplace.
Kaavu is vast and scattered, so it didn’t feel crowded. I took pictures of the quiet areas to avoid making people uncomfortable. But Rameshwaram had a completely different vibe—loud and vibrant
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