Another Tingu Kahaani

It looked about the same as it did the last time he had seen it.
Neater, and tidier. Cleaner lawns, well maintained and regularly mowed. The trees were neatly trimmed and the hedges were orderly. The katta was smoother, and had a neat line of yellow paint running along the bottom. There were gardeners everywhere, and important looking watchmen in crisp uniforms.
The students milled around the campus, in new fangled clothes with cell phones stuck to their ears. There was a coffee machine in the campus, and no evidence of the tapri outside.
Cars were dominant now, let alone motorcycles, and certainly no bicycles. More than a few students had laptops out and open in front of them, and to the casual eye, it certainly looked to be a different story.
But it looked about the same as it did the last time he had seen it.
The classrooms were now equipped with the latest in gadgetry, and the seating might have come straight out of a corporate boardroom. No blackboard, no chalks, no dusters.
Smooth shiny flooring, wallpapered walls, and air-conditioning.
None of the professors seemed familiar, and none of the old staff remained.
The professors rooms had been revamped, as had the old cafeteria.
Some of the trees at the back had been removed, and there was now a spanking new building that housed the-lord-alone-knew-what.
He went right to the back of the college, at the spot where he had whiled away many an hour, he and his friends. There was an old bench there, broken down all those many years ago, on which they used to park themselves those days.
That bench too was no more.
It had been replaced by another bench, different in appearance.
But on it sat another gang. A bunch of youngsters, satchel bags slung over their shoulders, laughing and joking.
They noticed him standing there, looking at them, far away smile on face.
One of them walked up to him, confident and helpful.
"Do you need any help, sir? You look a little lost."
He smiled.
He looked at the young man in front of him, and he looked at the bench.
"Lost?" , he said, looking around him.
"Nope, son. I'm home."