John Rambow offers you advice on where to celebrate, and escape from, Christmas in India:

And then there are the plumcakes. For folks in Bangalore at least, it’s just not Christmas time if you haven’t consumed many, many slices of these richer, heavier, and altogether better relatives of the generally yucky American fruitcake. Full of dark rum, spices, and lots of raisins and other fruit, they may also come with thick, rocklike frosting that’s pretty, but a little scary — go for an unfrosted version unless you think your cake needs the extra protection. Thom’s Bakery, Nilgiri’s, and Koshy’s Restaurant all make good versions.

For Solitary Reaper, Christmas might mean television or books and not celebrations:

Huh! So another Christmas goes without making any impact on me. Its been like this for the last three years. No carols. No cakes. No wine. No celebrations. Well, blame it all on the VTU exams. While the entire world enjoys the most-celebrated holiday, here are a few thousands of students who sit cornered in their rooms and toil, all for a few marks in exams. Anyway, exams have never stopped me from having whatever little Christmas fun I can have. I watched ‘Miracle on 34th street’ this morning on Zee Studio. And I loved it.

Tanay Behera posts a great photo-essay on Christmas in Bangalore:

For some people Christmas means lots of shopping, while for a few it is just window shopping and then a cozy dinner. For some it is a sip of coffee in the new high-toned and elegant coffee shop. There is brightness and luminance in the air and one can find people returning home with the bagfuls of goodies and plum cakes from the nearby store or getting ingredients to prepare the traditional Christmas cake at home.