What my children will miss!!!

Well, I am not thinking about children now itself! So, please! Leave me for a few more years of freedom. Just had a thought of what the next generation children will miss in this world. Of course, there are hell lot of things they will miss, right from the gully cricket to the innocence of the childhood (Believe me, i was innocent as well). But, something else the modern generation children will miss, and that for sure will hurt them is the entire concept of cousins.

Believe me, or ask anybody who have had fabulous cousins about this wonderful relationship and they will have wonderful stories to tell. As brothers and sisters, they were the real reason we were looking for the holiday season to go to grandpa's homes. Oh, what times those. They were the first people we learnt to play pranks on, they were the first to hold your hands and take you out(Specially if you have elder sisters), they were the first to listen to your stories, first to defend you in front of friends, first to give their shoulders to cry on and my list goes on......As i grew up, they became my close friends. Some body whom i can call and say, God! dad is crazy these days!

The modern generation have very few cousins in the first place, and most of them sadly end up in the two extremes of the world. For sure, they will miss those loving presence, which had tolerated all my non sense and to top it all still tolerates them.

Of course, they are my own blood; my own brothers and sisters........none could replace them.

My Generation

One of my favourite writer's had given the clue for this! So credit, if any goes to her.
"Those were the days" are still the old grandma rhetorics; So i don't want to use them here.  So here we go:)

                   Rewind to 1990, when dad bought our first TV. It was a videocon television with buttons on the sides to change channels with a big buttocks. You all remember that don't you? Below that (Inevitably in every house the radio will be either at the top or the bottom) was our old tape recorder. Once a while the cassette will get stuck and you rewind it;1 rs notes bought us so many 5 paise choclates (Yes, the independence day choclates); Super Mario - you remember that? Premier padmini cars which were specially made for indian roads; who can forget the film roll cameras? and the dial telephones? The favourite game played were rolling the tyres, wrestling trump cards and cacha choudary was the uncle next door. Glorious days those for sure!

                   The generation X, they say is also the confused generation. When we grew up, rules were meant to be followed; love marriages are a strict no no; girl friends are aliens from mars; "Internet will ruin you" was a frequent parental remark; our clothes were stiched; studies are for the marks; marks are for the colleges and the colleges are for your jobs. Life was that simple.

                  Suddenly half way through, they said rules are meant to be broken! The next door akka had a love marriage, IT jobs were there for everybody, Jeans helped evade washing and online friends became the norm.

                  We are still confused! the confused generation we may be; but one generation which has seen the best of both the worlds. The conservative typical Indian family and the modern liberal family.

                  Yes! we may have our hearts here, but our values are rooted there. That tells the story.

                                                          Photos to refresh our minds

                                          I never thought this will go to the museum so soon!

                                      Remember Mario growing big and getting small again?

                                                                    Uncle chacha!

                                                         Once clicked, no returning back!

                                               Hulk hogan and Bret hart hit man!!!

                                                     We had names for our tyres too!!!!!

                                                          Anybody who don't know him?

Tring! Tring

                                                               

                                               Remeber rolling the film with a pen lid???

                                        The black white dots and the antennae to be adjusted

           
                                            The fastest in the country then!!!

Born Criticizers?

I don't know whether 'Criticize' can be used as a noun! Well, if no, forgive me!  I am not worthy of criticisms. Worthy of criticisms? You may argue that criticisms are dished out at people who have not reached a certain level, who have not attained their expectations or the expectations of those who criticize them and so anybody can be criticized( you need not be unworthy of criticisms). Fine, i agree; I am confusing. I will come straight to the matter.

I read an article criticising Sachin since he is prolonging his career to get that elusive 100. Two days ago my friends were furiously condemning Dhoni for the innings he played; Hell no! I thought he won us the match? I heard a guy say A.R. Rahman does not play music that well! That well? How do you quantify "That"? Almost none, not even one, of my teachers have escaped criticisms.

I read this line of Fredrick Nietchze and loved it immediately.

"The higher we soar the smaller we appear for those who cannot fly"!

Does it explain all those criticisms? Well, when Pete Sampras lost his final wimbledon a guy called Greg Rusedski said "Sampras is gone, Sampras is done and dusted; he should retire"; Well, Sampras won another major after that is another story, but the fact is all these "Greg who's" who criticize everybody for anything should first accept the fact that they criticize because they are at a slightly lower level than the person who is being criticized.

Did it make sense? if not, please forgive me! I am not worthy of criticisms!