Here, the only marathon is Back-to-back tennis games, Not the one through clogged streets. Weekends are for open-air concerts, Not closed-cabin commutes. Kids run wild safely, With laughter louder than the honks. Date nights are longer, With no traffic to dim the romance. You can catch slow breakfasts Without catching any traffic to work. Here, life isn’t a rush but a Rhythm—seamless, simple, serene. This is Bengaluru, But brighter, calmer, and yours. Image for reference only.