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?
Remeber rolling the film with a pen lid???
The black white dots and the antennae to be adjusted
The fastest in the country then!!!
"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
We had names for our tyres too!!!!!
Tring! Tring
Remeber rolling the film with a pen lid???
The fastest in the country then!!!
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