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I've moved back to my hometown and invested lakhs into renovating my parents' house, even adding an entire floor on top so I'd have a space of my own to work from home. It was a practical decision and one I'm grateful for.
Yet I can't help finding myself drawn back to Chandigarh. I keep inventing excuses to visit the City Beautiful.
I was lucky enough to spend three years there, during the twilight of my twenties, and they remain some of the best years of my life. The tree-lined roads, the cafés, the familiar corners of the city, spontaneous weekend bike rides into the hills, and, above all, the people, I miss all of it.
Visting some of these photos reminds me of that dialogue from the office by Andy Bernard "I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them"