There’s a bittersweet sting in returning to the town you once called home, a place that holds the delicate echoes of your childhood and memories woven into its streets. Over the years, you’ve chased dreams in the bustling city, climbing ladders and building a future. But returning to your roots brings a quiet realisation: the town you left behind is no longer the same. And neither are you.As you drive (or walk) through the narrow lanes of your old neighbourhood, an unsettling distance grows between you and the place that once felt like your entire world. The streets where you once ran barefoot with friends are now swallowed by gleaming structures of steel and glass. The food stalls where you devoured spicy chaat with your cousins are gone, replaced by trendy cafes offering artisan coffee and overpriced avocado toast. Even the humble chai ki tapri, once a hub of post-college gossip, has made way for a posh café echoing with startup chatter.
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