From Cool City to Constant Heat: How Bengaluru’s Weather Is Quietly Draining Us
Bengaluru was once that effortlessly cool friend we all bragged about. “Oh, you’re melting in Chennai? Aiyo paavam. Here, I need a hoodie at night.” That was the vibe. The city had a personality, pleasant, breezy, slightly unpredictable, but mostly kind. But now? Somewhere along the way, Bengaluru decided to go through a personality crisis and turned into that friend who shows up uninvited, sweaty, loud, and a little too intense. Let’s be honest, this heat is not what we signed up for. We came here for “AC weather without AC bills,” not this slow roasting experience. You wake up already tired, not because you didn’t sleep well, but because your fan spent the entire night doing “bare minimum work.” And somewhere between turning your pillow to the “cool side” for the 47th time and contemplating life choices at 3 AM, you mumble, “Eriyuthu di Maala, fan ah 12 la vai…” like it’s a genuine survival strategy. There’s something uniquely exhausting about heat that isn’t dramatic enough to comp...