Oh, Bangalore!

It's been a while.

I had almost forgotten how good it felt to be in Bangalore - the sights, the smells, the (often frustrating) people, the noisy rickshaws, the massive buses, the horrifying traffic...everything.

The heat is unbearable, of course.

As is the pain of facing old mistakes. Wounds that you thought had healed a long, long time ago, may still be open...pass the salt, please.

How much regret can one person have? Is there a limit? What happens when you cross that limit? Does your sanity start disintegrating?

Ah, Bangalore. It's good to be back.