Applies to: Indian :-)
Some of the Old Memories... (atleast very true with a Mumbai born person)
Any of us could relate with it....
When???
When gulli-danda and kanche (marbles) were more popular than cricket...
When we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy),
chhepan-chhepai and pitthoo and aabaa doobee anytime ...
When we desperately waited for 'yeh jo hai jindagi'...
When chitrahaar, vikram-baitaal, dada daadi ki kahaniyaan were so
fulfilling ...
When there was just one tv in every five houses and
When bisleris were not sold in the trains and we were worrying if
papas will get back into the train in time or not when they were
getting down at stations to fill up the water bottle...
When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except for the 'yeh jo hai
jindagi' day...
When Holis & Diwalis meant mostly hand-made pakwaans and sweets and
moms seeking our help while preparing them.
When Maths teachers were not worried of our mummys and papas while
slapping/beating us...
When we were exchanging comics and stamps and chacha-chaudaris and
billus were our heroes...
When we were in nanihaals every summer and loved flying patang (kites) and plucking and eating unripe mangoes and leechis ...
When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked
for and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajni' inspired us...
When aath-aana (50 paisa) meant at least 10 toffees...
When left over pages of the last years notebooks were used for rough work or even fair work...
When "samrat" bread / newspaper were used for Noteboook and textbook covers...
When 'chelpark' and 'natraaj' were encouraged against 'reynolds and
family'...
When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and
mud and making 'kaagaj ki kishtis'...
When there were no phones to tell friends that we will be at their
homes at six in the evening...
When our parents always had 15 paise blue colored 'antardesis' and 5
paise machli wale stamps at home...
When we remembered tens of jokes and were not finding 'ice-cream and
papa' type jokes foolish enough to stop us from laughing...
When we were not seeing patakhes on Diwalis and gulaals on Holis as
air and noise polluting or allergic agents...
The list can be endless...
On the serious note - to summarise with...
When we were using our hearts more than our brains,
even for scientifically brainy activities like 'thinking' and 'deciding' ...
When we were crying and laughing more often, more openly and more sincerily...
When we were enjoying our present more than worrying about our future...
When being emotional was not synonymous to being weak...
When sharing worries and happinesses didnt mean getting vulnerable to the listener...
When blacks and whites were the favourite colors instead of greys...
When journeys also were important and not just the destinations...
When life was a passenger's sleeper giving enough time and opportunity to enjoy the sceneries from its open and transparent glass windows instead of some superfast's second ac with its curtained, closed and dark windows ...
5 comments:
Kamlesh ... I can't believe this .. yeh tune likha ..it is so touching .. you can be a very good writer ..
Tu mang mere dost ... kuch bhi mang.. (limit mein re ..) and I will give it to you ..
You are the best.
Thanks for bloging our kabhi-kabar ki baatein/yaadeein..
Don't be so sentimental :-) It was a forward mail. But, the fact is that, all the contents of the mail were discussed orally during few lunch sessions before I got this mail. Someone heard our words and wrote it on PC. Now I know why they call "deewaaroon ke bhi kaan hote hain" :-)
I cant believe this, Kamlesh !!
On ur blog a non technical stuff :)
Well I agree with you 100%.
Yo Kamlesh.. Keep up the good work.. i never knew tht u r such an awesome blogger.. learnin frm me huh? ;).. good goin.. lookin fwd to more stuff frm the great MR. KAMLESH RAO :)
Luvi
kamlesh yar, awesome.
But you know what, I am going to say this is bad stuff.
I don't like some one reminding me of certain things like..
1) I am getting old.
2) I am on the other side of generation gap.
3) and most important, the Best days are over.
Sridhar
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