Tuesday, May 13, 2008

REALLY MISS THEM, DO U ........... ?

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 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 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 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 '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 I would like to summarize 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 ...
I really miss them. do u…….?,


shashwati said...

we all miss these things but sadley never express it. intresting post!

poonam jain said...

very good dost. post is really superb. but dost where is the time to miss all those beautiful childhood memories. Even how many of us have time to think and feel all these, for moments more or less part of everyone of us. dost I also miss those days, when it was so easy to fulfill the dream of beautiful home, with green surrounding, clear and open sky with flying birds and play ground with children. what were the needs, just copy, pencil, crayon colours. Now having a Ghar not that easy, a lifelong project. yadi makan hain bhi to is baat ki sambhawana bahut cum hi hogi ki vo ghar hoga, jisme chhote se kamare main bhi kai logo ka sath sambhav hota hain. (now even child with his loaded bag have no time to play and laugh openly)
yes i really miss those days when we have lots of ashaiyain, for life, new relations and freedom. koi aisi bhool ya galti nahi thi jo sahi nahi ki ja sakti ho. Now we are responsible, we have to carry many times. present to live, future for existance and also past for lots of mistakes and not doing things what we can do and enjoy.
at last, it is really good to miss any of those golden memories.