Today morning I received a call from Rumi. He said it’s been 40 yrs. We must get together as promised. So at 6.30pm, Rumi, Shammi, Mukesh, Agni and I met at the Indian Coffee House at Mohan Singh Place, where we went for our first college joining party 40 years ago.
Mohan Singh Place in Connaught Place Delhi is the first multistoried mall in Delhi and even now you can go there, select cloth, and get jeans stitched in a few hours. Last we went to the coffee house was when we completed 30 yrs.
We have fond memories of this place, the cup of coffee, the vada served with pumpkin sauce, the aluminium spoon to stir your coffee with (it would vanish the moment you put it back on your plate, because they were always short of spoons).
In all these years, things have changed. You get tomato sauce, you get hot palak pakora, but what has not changed is the taste of coffee and also us friends.
The chat and the topics were the same as 40 years ago. We joked about the same things, remembering the girlfriends, the mischief, the old friends… how 40 years passed we did not realize…. and soon it was time to go. We called for the bill and the moment bill came it was my duty as usual to announce the share. We friends have always gone Dutch and even today we pooled the money to pay the bill.
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