Everyone’s moved out.
You’re back to your home town after years, and you’re greeted with the fact that, everything is still the same, and yet, everything has changed. You pass by familiar lanes, and your go-to (at some point in time) hangout spots, each with a memory of its own, just wishing to be able to relive it.
Now that you can afford to eat at any place that you want, its not the same as making impormptu pani puri plans with your friends. Now that you can travel in Uber XLs, you miss the thrill of driving in triples. Now that you can do group video calls, you miss talking (i mean shouting) from balcony to balcony or bench to bench. Now that your city has Korean and Japanese restaurants, you miss the 2 am night stay waali maggi. Now when you buy an entire cheesy 7, you’re shocked that it’s not snatched away in seconds, and you dont have to fight for a slice.
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Now that you dont have to hide where you were from your parents, you dont have people to lie about.
Everyone’s moved out.
