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Every year, as May draws to a close, a familiar script unfolds in Bengaluru. The suffocating summer heat breaks with the dramatic arrival of pre-monsoon showers. Dark clouds consume the skyline, the temperature drops, and the city catches its breath. For a fleeting moment, Bengalureans are reminded of why they love this place: the crisp air, the smell of wet earth, and the magnificent green canopies forming natural cathedrals over its historic avenues.

On May 26, that romance curdled.

Gusts of 30-40 kmph tore through the city and turned roads into rivers. The India Meteorological Department recorded 17.8 mm of rainfall at the city observatory by 8.30 pm—not catastrophic by any measure, yet more than enough. By the time the storm cleared, over fifty trees had been uprooted across Old Madras Road, HBR Layout, Sanjaynagar, Geddalahalli, and Ashwathnagar.

The Purple Line metro was suspended between Garudacharpalya and Whitefield for over half an hour after a tree came down between ITPL and Sathya Sai Hospital. The KR Circle underpass drowned completely, barricades went up, and vehicles sat stranded in peak-hour traffic while the city's emergency teams scrambled.

To anyone watching from the outside, this looks like an unavoidable natural disaster. To those who walk these streets, it is something far more specific: a man-made crisis wearing the mask of an act of God.

Walk down any avenue in Bengaluru and look closely at the base of a gulmohar, raintree, or mahua. You will find them choked. In the name of modernisation and pedestrianisation, the BBMP and utility agencies have paved, concretised, and tarred........

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