Back in Pune after years, and the city feels both familiar and entirely transformed since my first visit with my dad for a school scholarship interview.
Revisiting Pune after a long gap carries a strange mix of nostalgia and surprise. The first time I came here was for the KYPY scholarship interview in school, traveling with my dad. That memory is still vivid—the nerves of the interview day, the quiet drive, and the sense that this trip mattered in a way I didn’t fully understand at the time.
Coming back now, the city feels like both the same place and a completely different one. The roads are wider, the skyline is taller, and the energy is denser. Pune, like much of India, has expanded quickly, and you can feel the scale in the traffic, the construction, and the sheer number of people moving around.
It’s humbling to see how the city has evolved while your own memory of it is frozen in a specific frame. That old visit with my dad feels close and distant at once, and the contrast makes time feel tangible in a way that’s hard to ignore.
The wedding context makes it even more meaningful. Cities are not just geography—they’re layers of personal history, and today Pune added another layer.