A Glimpse into The Historical Opera House of Bangalore and home to the rarest books you'll find in Bangalore, Blossoms!

 


Beauty of old cities like Calcutta, Madras (Chennai), Delhi, Bombay (Mumbai) or Bangalore lies not in its modern humdrums, the present but rather in its forgotten history. I have always found purpose in history and literature. What makes me love these classical cities are the stories that they tell. Today, in our Bangalore Diaries,  let's talk about The Opera House. 


Decked with Roman arches and columns, and built in the 1930s, The Opera House was home to Shakespeare's plays, French and Russian dances and operas. For years, this beautiful building served Bangalore's erstwhile Anglo Indian, Goan, Desi and British elites. In its final days, it was home also to a magnificent movie theatre. 



While gone are the days of the Lords and the Ladies, this beautiful architecture still tells us stories of a bygone era. With a lot of modern changes this erstwhile Opera stands to tell us like a grandpa, the stories of the erstwhile Brigade Road and Church Street. 


Hey, but that's not all, in the eighties, the magnificent Opera served as a ball room and its New Year Dances were gala events to reckon with. 



Today she is home to Starbucks and shops. While it wrecks my heart to see how she's no more home to the golden days of theatrics and art, it reminds me of how everything here is finite.

If you're here in Bangalore, don't just go to Bangalore Tourism designated places but rather explore and learn about The Bangalore people don't know. 

Stay tuned on more of my Bangalore Diaries for more amazing stories from The Garden City or The City of Many Lakes. 

Signing out with my pumpkin spiced latte and cheese cake. Untill we meet again! Cheerio!

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