Sometimes when you go after a spell to a place that you've grown up in, you get a bit of a jolt. Even if you've changed completely, you somehow expected that place to remain the same - stuck in time and space - your own little haven.
That is what happened during my long overdue visit to Nainital last week. The places were essentially the same - but the people! They had changed so much! And a place essentially gets its feel from the people in it.
The crowds on the streets have become more uncouth. The people I used to know and talk to during my multiple trips up and down hills in that 1 mile area, in every shop/ every other restaurant, have either crossed over to the other side, or become so old and feeble that it made my heart lurch.
There are some things in life that you don't want to change. But change is inevitable. And death, even more so. May the old souls who make Nainital "home" live long and healthy. The lake is the only thing that seems to maintain its age-old charm :)
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