A place i called my 2nd home.. it wasnt merely a "coffee pub" for my school gang.. it was much much more than that.. The memories, the hours spent there.. its all a blur now to be very honest.. It seems like a million years ago since the gang and i hung out..
My gang mates have changed, the faces are different and the places we go to now are different as well..
Today.. after about 4 years plus my present gang and i went to Pizza Hut,Nungumbakkam.. (the same complex as Qwickys)
The first thing i did as soon as i parked my bike was to run to Qwickys.. It was closed down.. Shutters were pulled down.. and an "entry restricted" board was placed outside.. I felt a little lump rise in my throat.. Random thoughts rushed into my head.. The decor, the tiny cozy little nook, the bar stools, the smell of coffee, my school gang,the huge TV set,Arun.. Arun.. Arun..
Arun.. he was a waiter in Qwickys.. and i was a mean insensitive cruel bitchy school kid..
Ive done tons of ridiculous things in school and Arun was.. well.. sweet,sensitive,caring.. Allrite.. maybe im overdoing it a little now..
In a nutshell.. I just followed my whims.. I gave him hot and cold signs.. And just when we were beginning to get to know each other well.. i cut him out.. changed my number, ignored him completely each time i went to Qwickys..
Now.. fast forwarding to the present.. history repeated itself.. in the most nastiest way possible..
Someone who i got close to in the recent past is giving me the same cold treatment i showered Arun with 4 years back..
To all those people who ive hurt in the past.. Im sorry.. I truely am..
I wish i could go back in time and undo all the things ive done.. Someone please invent a time machine for crissake..! :/