Catching up on the day’s events, something K said over phone caused me to choke and pause for a bit. He had been to M.G Road in Bangalore today and said India Coffee House is moving. I felt an emotion akin to closing of the Woodlands Drive In in Madras. Both these places have one thing in common. Great coffee and an ambiance that reeks of an old world charm. And many, many hours sitting and chatting with friends.
Long after I had hung up the phone, my thoughts were still in M.G Road. The elevated sidewalk with a view. The K.C Das in the corner, Koshys, Aggarwal Bhavan, G.K Vale, ICH, Navratan, Max, Gangarams, Ullas and many more. Each of these places have sweet memories associated with them. A job interview at Koshys, Chole Bature and rant sessions at Aggarwal, portrait at G K Vale that netted K, hours of non stop arratai with a friend that was a turning point in many ways, shopping for thin sinewy golusu at Navratan, sandwiches and french fries at Max.
The years of roaming M.G and Brigade roads all rushed through my head before quieting down to a sober realization. The world as I knew it was fading. And there is nothing that can be done about it.