Whitefield, close enough to be a part of Bangalore but far enough to be its own place, is an island of glass-walled towers, where thousands go every day to sit in front of a computer. Its streets are filled with large Volvo buses that ferry the IT worker, crawling like giant red caterpillars groaning under their own weight.“Do you know Whitefield?” asks Seema Moses. Not the one she knows, not the one she dismissed in 1940 as a young bride from Shanghai. At that time, Whitefield was a po