I am now in Bengaluru for conducting a corporate training workshop. I usually love these sojourns to Bengaluru mainly for the salubrious weather of the Garden City. But Bengaluru today presents a dismal picture. The sub beats down mercilessly on the roads, now almost denuded of any tree cover. But for the public parks, where, mercifully, the trees flourish, the rest of Bengaluru seems naked without those giant trees.
One reason, of course, is the need for wider roads to handle the traffic flow that is expanding geometrically. The huge bridge coming up over M.G. Road above the Brigade-M.G.Road crossing and further down is the ultimate eyesore. M.G. Road will never be the same for me again. I still remember, with pleasure, the leisurely and fun filled walks I’ve had in the evenings on this busy road.
The sharp chillness that is always in the air in Bengaluru is gone to be replaced by a sticky heat that tires you down. This coupled with the grime and dust from the incessant traffic emissions is recipe for ecological damage of a once wonderful city.
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