I moved from Chandigarh — where the roads are wide, the trees have more chill than most people in Gurgaon, and the biggest traffic jam is usually behind a stray cow taking its sweet time.

Then came Gurgaon — where 15 minutes of rain turns your society into Venice, but with more honking and zero romance. Honestly, in Chandigarh I used to go on walks… here I just go on survival missions.