The Bellandur Mirage: Why My Glamorous Life Wasn’t Worth the Price

About Me

I’m the lady always smiling, the one with brown tanned hair, living in Bellandur, East Bangalore, a city that promises everything but often delivers only compromise. I’m 34, a Goan by birth, and fluent in English, Hindi, and Konkani. Professionally, I’m a qualified cosmetologist and a passionate dancer. At 5’9″ with a 34-28-36 figure, I command attention wherever I go.

On the surface, my life as an independent escort in Bellandur appeared glamorous. Initially, I rented a luxury apartment in Bellandur, dined at the Mangalore Sea Park, stayed in five-star hotels, and adorned myself in designer sarees. For a while, I genuinely believed I had it all.

The Truth Behind the Party Lights

Lavish parties often filled with wannabe WAGs, the wives and girlfriends of wealthy men, became part of my routine. To an outsider, we appeared as stylish women in designer attire. However, the reality was different: many of us were high-class escorts entertaining men seeking intimacy without commitment.

I once dreamed of meeting someone wealthy, perhaps even falling in love. Six months ago, that dream seemed within reach when I married one of my clients, a successful businessman.

The Price of Glamour

However, that dream didn’t last. Today, I, Joanne Da Cunha, am once again an independent escort in Bellandur. The marriage failed.

Contrary to popular belief, you cannot escort for a few years, meet a rich client, and settle into a fairytale life. The past always catches up. Family members who once embraced me turned away. Friends vanished. Men who claimed affection saw only a purchasable fantasy.

After years in this business, I remain sceptical of love. Although I crave companionship, I question whether I can ever fully trust again. More than 90% of the men I’ve met are married, a statistic that reminds me daily of the price of this profession.

How I Became an Independent Escort in Bellandur

Ironically, this path was never planned. After school, I worked as a secretary in Bellandur. By age 21, I earned ₹10 lakhs annually and purchased a three-bedroom apartment at Orchid Lakeview Apartments, Goyal & Co Hariyana Group, with an SBI loan.

Then, the pandemic struck. I lost my job, bills mounted, and home renovations stalled. Temporary work barely covered expenses. Out of curiosity and financial pressure, I explored escort websites, fascinated by the glamour they promised.

Naive as it sounds now, I thought Bangalore escorts simply accompanied men for a night out. I needed quick money, believing it would be temporary. Nevertheless, once you enter this world, it never truly lets go.

Lessons Learned

Even today, I live with the reality that the Bellandur mirage of wealth and validation comes at a cost. The glitter fades quickly, but the lessons and consequences linger, a reminder that glamour is often more illusion than substance.