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One Day


The monsoons has arrived in the city of Bengaluru and rains are always a fresh welcome for anyone working in a sterile office with little or no inspiration. I looked outside at 7pm and realized that the rains would not stop today. Whether it is Mumbai or Bengaluru, the only time the municipal corporation thinks of having a construction is during monsoon, because it is just so fitting to create roads and building so substandard with eventual dilapidation and shabbiness over months that it becomes a part of the city. Continue reading “One Day”