i finally went back to gujarat after some six years where i lived and studied a five year architecture course.
so many things are exactly the same, it's like i never left. rehman chacha has not aged a minute, the chai tastes exactly the same, the same food is served [i had one plate each of all my favourites :)], the same notes are etched on the doors, the same posters are stuck on the walls, and i myself am the same height [i double checked on the markings on my wall].
and yet so much has changed, so much development for the worse... i guess it is inevitable.
