It was too hot from couple of weeks, not a breathe of wind had wafted, so hot that I almost caught fire because of the heat emanated from the friction of my astral outlining with the surrounding air. Right then, clouds came down and poured whatever they had in them. There was a little happiness to be had, a little respite from the heat, because what came next was nothing short of a death-headed monstrous Traffic.

Bangalore had an heart attack after heavy rains yesterday. Bled red even on the google maps (check the pic, check check). If there is ever held a competition to decide a 4th world city, then it is Bangalore that will win hands down. Apart from the traffic wows, the pain inflicted by FM radio by continuously spurting out ads over ads - "buy this property because this lush garden and that playground and those amenities and that proximity-to-schools-and-workplaces and what the fuck have you not told already?" - everything, except music. You hear one song in Hebbal and another in Silk Board. That's just 30 kilometers apart in distance, but takes about 5 hours in time.

And let me not speak of the night life, only night life you have in Bangalore is being chased and mauled by stray dogs. To save yourself from getting shredded by dogs, you must always carry dog food in your backpack.

If you ask me how to fix the problem, well, to begin with, I will have all the offices shut down their premises and let everybody work from their homes. Then call in a platoon of Naga regiment and let them devour on all the stray dogs. To screw with Animal rights, animal rights makes sense as long as there are means to take care of the animals.

-End of Rant.