It was 9 o’clock at night. I was alone, walking on somewhat familiar roads, randomly stopping at storefronts and smiling to myself. Others might have thought I was crazy, but I was in my own world. I was reminiscing.
I wanted to go to the burger joint where I had had a mean chilly beef burger three years ago (Sad luck! It had shut a year ago). I wanted to go the bar whose name I did not remember but which would serve girls drinks in the restaurant area because the bar could be “dangerous”. I went to the restaurant I frequented with my ‘mallu’ friend just to have the perfect Kerala meal. (I strongly recommend their meals and appam-chicken stew.)
It had been three years since I left the city where I did my post-graduation. Continue reading