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Gone are those days!!!

When Gulli-danda and Goli (marbles) were more popular than cricket ...

When we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy), Kallu-Mannu and Jootata 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,

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 colors 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 our hometowns every summer and loved flying kites and plucking and eating

unripe mangoes, tamarind and gooseberries...

When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked for and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajni' inspired us ...

When 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 'chelpark' and 'natraaj' were encouraged against 'reynolds and family' ...

When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud and making paper boats ...

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 colours on Holis as air and noise polluting or allergic agents ...

The list can be endless on the serious note I would like 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 sincerely ..

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 didn't mean getting vulnerable to the listener ...

When blacks and whites were the favorite 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 ...

When we were made sit in classrooms 3 in a bench which was stipulated for 2 without any distinction between girls and boys...
When the entire class would have been shocked when a person swore...
When the teacher was interested in each and every pupils welfare helping everyone out...
When we used to wait for lunch time as eagerly as for the classes..

Wish we could move back in time to relish those days once more...
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Pallavi said…
yeah wish we could revist those golden days..
03 August, 2005 13:58
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