It is abundantly obvious that Bangalore today is a war zone where the inhabitants subsist in a constant state of mortal peril. Don't look now, but there's somebody popping up at your window for a spot of neighbourly homicide of an evening. Negotiating traffic isn't your biggest cause for concern on our congested roads. No, that would be the chap with the backpack at the signal who looks a bit cross about something. Any minute, he'll stop with the glaring and start saying it with a Kalashnikov. Then where would you be? Illustration: Narasimha Vedala Our netas barefacedly usurp the…
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