You stand there , feet plated squarely on Bangalore's MG road , once a sylvan stretch of green flanked by low -rise houses, and old white -washed office blocks , the quiet -strips of concrete road traversed by ponderous ambassdors and smart Maruti 800s .But now all you see is a grey maze of unfinished skycrapers and a gloomy flyover ,which have all but done away with the green cover you remember so fondly.
