Déjà vu

Some stranger in a foreign city, rambling in a native dialect using catchphrases you thought only you knew.

Masala Tea in a random Cafe, prepared in the exact same way your mother makes.

Smell of Agarbatti from a house, same as the one that emanated from your grandma's temple room.

Mogra on a woman's hair, of exact same color and form that grew along the streets to your school.