A view of Mercara. Photo by: Bommanda Savera Chengappa Mercara...you and I have both aged. On every visit of mine, I recharge myself by just looking at the hills and soaking up on the sheer essence of you. As a little girl growing up in Mercara, I had a sense of ownership of you. I felt you were mine. In fact I still do. I remember early mornings the hills looked like little islands and the clouds surrounding it looked like the sea and it never failed to amaze me. Raja seat was very peaceful,...