on returning from a short trip back home in bangalore it has dawned on me, just how much bangalore has really changed as a city. being away for even a few months and returning, somehow gave me different perspective on the city altogether. although it will always be "home", i realized that i might never be able to live there again.
the bangalore i have grown up in and come to love and cherish, is unfortunately a part of history now. and honestly, i feel its something that once lost, can never be brought back. the unprecedented change/development and the damage it has caused to the city, is irreversible as far as i can see it. and it amazes me how no one else sees it the same way.
why are the influential, rich, powerful people in the city sitting back and watching this wonderful city be torn down in parts? those who realize it and dont do much to be a part of changing it, move out i guess. much like i did. so actually, i cannot sit back and complain. i can merely see, observe, feel pain and wish and pray that someday it will change for the better.