I am a 1968-vintage Bengalurean. Growing up in Sadashivanagar was a beautiful experience. Children on the street, a tiny triangular park to play in, the Sankey Tank lake in the backdrop, the Stella Maris School (a girl’s school which admitted boys for Primary School) a five-minute walk away, the Panipuri vendor at Bhashyam Circle, a library down Vyalikaval road, the Shetty