Bangalore Airport Masala

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It's a harrowing experience I had at the Bangalore Airport.

Submitted: March 08, 2016

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This happened on my return flight to Surabaya in Indonesia for joining back on duty. Bangalore is a night’s journey from Kerala and so I took a bus.  The Bangalore police are so rude an uncouth. I arrived at the airport in the morning but my flight was only at 10:30 in the night. Even though I had a valid ticket and visa they wouldn’t let me in. In most international airports especially Changi Airport in Singapore, you can enter the airport premises as early as one wants. But the shitty cops of Bangalore have an up-yours attitude. I had to wait a hell of a long time outside the hot humid airport. There was not even a decent, clean rest room. Finally when it was 9 in the night they let me in. I checked into the customs and security clearance and then went to the duty free shop and bought half a bottle of Teacher’s Whisky. I had it all on the rocks. Yes, I became drunk but I was making no nuisance and harming no one. The Bangalore police became violent with me, snatched the boarding pass, and cancelled my exit. They heckled, pulled and dragged me into the police station. My hand got injured in the process. It had steel implants in it and that moved its position and I was in horrible pain. I missed my flight and lost my job. The care for the customers in Indian airports is the lowest in the world. The way India treats its humble citizens is pathetic, degrading and despicable. 


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