Avenue 4th, Hedsenburg

Avenue 4th, Hedsenburg. Pretty popular in our town, hotels, restaurants and stationary shops all in one place. Even I felt that the stationary shops are kind of the black sheep but who am I to judge some precisely planned marketing discussion. Oh and I'm distracted again, regardless, Avenue 4th is always occupied, you'd be miraculously lucky to find some space to breathe here, such a crowded place yet for the end of a tiring day, it always brought me peace, my memories, all of them or let's rather say most of them lie here in this place so small it'd be a spec on the map. I've always been a strange person yk, finding peace in chaos is not a new instance. My most peaceful memory in this chaotic place would be of Arjun. An Indian immigrant who had occupied the avenue till his house was built. Four weeks was all I got with him yet in every four seconds, in my every three memories, two times and times again, lies this one guy, Arjun. Strong, compassionate, driven, intelligent bla bla bla, it was as if there's nothing this guy was not capable of yet there was something exactly that. Saying my name, the reason is remember is as well as I do isn't only because he's a lil ball of sweetness or super hot or just the prettiest guy ever but also because he just couldn't say my name right for the lord's sake. A-me-aa. And one more thing he couldn't do was open up, I mean as much as you'd expect someone to open up in 4 weeks but yeah. Arjun carried a lot of secrets and so did I yet all my precious was his but none of his were mine. I still hope that even in his unexpected (pretty expected) leave, he found peace because I didn't, he left me with questions and questions, and answers at a place that I can't reach. With all my heart, Arjun, I shall dedicate my gift of words, to you, to tell the world of you and I.