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 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 happiness 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 ... 
This was sent by my friend a couple of years back!
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Lovely one....& it is so true indeed.
How true ! Each line rings a bell. Things have changed - dunno for the better or worse.
Purani jeans aur guitar -
yaadein yadein bus yaddein reh jati hai..choti moti baatein reh jati hai...
This the best chitu!!!
Just as Rober Frost poem:
"Woods are lovely dark and deep"
Your words are true deep in our hearts when we flash back where we were years back.
as you said .. the list is endless... tabassum was the ultimate celebrity host with her phool khile hain gulshan gulshan ... yaadein khatti meethi yaadein ...
// When journeys also were important and not just the destinations
wonderful words!!!
but, i don't regret. i had a wonderful childhood. i don't have my childhood days anymore. they are past. my present is different. but, i have no problem with it. my future will be different. i think i will enjoy my future too.
but, nostalgia... memories... they are such sweet things. they will accompany me for ever.
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