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"bangalore weather" Bengaluru Techie's AI Song 'Tax Me' Slams City's Roads

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Punit Vara, a 34-year-old Bengaluru techie, used AI to create a satirical song 'Tax Me' demanding pothole-free roads on Doddamara Road.

A Bengaluru commuter fed up with the state of his daily route has turned to artificial intelligence to press his case, releasing a satirical song called *Tax Me* that asks the government for one modest thing: roads that can actually be driven on. Punit Vara, a 34-year-old software professional who lives near Choodasandra, posted the track on YouTube, where it needles the city over its traffic snarls, potholes, monsoon flooding, non-stop construction and the constant tearing up of its streets.

Vara says the entire song, lyrics included, was produced by AI. Speaking on September 17, 2026, he explained that the piece grew out of a personal ordeal on Doddamara Road, a stretch on Bengaluru's southeastern edge that lies in the Anekal Assembly constituency represented by A. Shivanna.

"For the past nine months, I drove my pregnant wife on Doddamara Road, which is in a pathetic condition, for regular doctor visits," he said. "I had to be extra careful, and it was highly dangerous, which prompted me to come up with this song." He added that he travels the same road daily

The creative process itself leaned entirely on generative tools. Vara said he turned his everyday encounters with the road into prompts, letting one AI system write the lyrics. He then ran those words through a second AI model to compose and produce the finished track.

Vara describes *Tax Me* as a satire anthem for the techies, parents, auto drivers and ordinary commuters who, in his words, get by on Bengaluru's "moonscape streets" day after day. The song leans into the absurdity of the commute rather than anger, giving voice to a frustration many residents share.

That frustration is a routine part of life in the city. For countless Bengalureans, the day starts with opening a map, reading the estimated travel time, then padding it with extra minutes for the congestion no app can fully predict.

The lyrics zero in on specifics. One line, "Pothole number 27," mocks the battered surface of Doddamara Road, a condition the song suggests is barely distinguishable from roads across the rest of the city. Another passage lists the burden on taxpayers: "I pay my income tax. I pay my GST," it declares, before running through the many other levies that pile up in daily life.

The song is careful to spell out what it is not demanding. It rejects any wish for "gold-plated roads" or a flawless city. Instead, it calls for the basics - surfaces free of potholes, footpaths people can actually use, buses that show up as promised, and streets that stay above water when the rains come.

One verse sketches the disorienting experience of moving through a city under construction on every side: "Metro above me. Digging below, flyover beside me. Nobody knows where to go." The words capture a landscape crowded with overlapping projects, where commuters are left to figure out their own path.

The complaint lands against a backdrop of official ambition. Chief Minister D.K. Shivakumar has said Bengaluru is being watched internationally, a claim the song sets against the gap between that global image and the plain reality of navigating the city's roads. For Vara, the ask is simple: a road that can simply be driven on.

Having exhausted the usual avenues, Vara has effectively handed the city's everyday grievance a soundtrack - one built, fittingly for a techie's protest, entirely by machines.

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