1.3 The Bengaluru Wish
Led to The Genesis of UCTR!

In this web page, I am narrating an anecdote of Bengaluru which ignited in me -an urge to invent the most amazing UCTR. Please read on, it's very interesting.   

The Bengaluru Trauma

It was around 9 AM, someday in 1968. I was 22, walking down a lane beside the Ram Mandir Auditorium in NR Colony, South Bengaluru. I was still recovering from a brutal common cold attack. The thin mucus phase had subsided, but the thick mucus phase still haunted me—like evil spirits in horror movies refusing to go away.

Suddenly, an autorickshaw zoomed past me, kicking up clouds of dust and belching black smoke. My nose reacted instantly. Sticky mucus clogged my nasal passages. Secretions dripped into my throat, triggering wild, uncontrollable coughing. I staggered to the roadside drainage, blowing my nose hard, spitting out mucus—only to be ambushed again by fresh arrival of mucus lumps choking my throat. I spat again. And again. And again.....

The vicious cycle lasted over 30 minutes. I stood there dazed, defeated, devastated, and demoralized. In that moment of utter frustration, I made a wish: “Let someone win a Nobel Prize for solving this thick mucus trauma.”  Yet deep inside me, a spark was lit. What if I found the solution myself?