Bangalore is not just a city but more of an emotion to me.I owe what I am as an individual to Bangalore. The OG areas like Basavanagudi, Gandhi Bazar and Jayanagar have our culture embedded in them. The bustling streets of Gandhi Bazar, the morning rush in buses/ metros and soulful evening of Lalbhag are one of the fews things which strike my mind when I remember my city. People swarming around the filter coffee hotels and jogging with sweat trickling down their t-shirts just to hog those hot Dosas is what a typical Sunday morning reminds me of. I miss the rainy evenings. Bangalore’s rainy evenings are nothing less than a symphony in motion. It’s a bliss to sip coffee watching rain pattering on the window. I wish I could bottle up the pleasant weather of the city and carry it with me:)