Those were the days of running around bare feet, nails polished with mud and dirt…
These are times to tiptoe on high heels, wrapped around carefully pedicured feet…
Those were the days of climbing on top of each other to reach out for the tempting mango, high enough to avoid our greedily stretched arms, low enough to keep us interested…
These are times to delicately sip a mango shake in an expensive joint, cribbing about the dry day…
Those were the days of walking down the road, hand-in-hand, fingers twined together…
These are times to surreptitiously sneak inside a restaurant, sunglasses covering the face…
Those were the days of proudly donning old and ragged hand-me-downs from our sisters, safety pins holding up what missing buttons could not…
These are times to compare luxury brands and smugly complain about the prices, while paying for them…
Those were the days of being excited about a day trip to the nameless picnic spot 100 kms away…
These are times to jetset around the world, living out of a suitcase and getting the passport stamped without imbibing the essence of the place…
Those were the days of childish innocence enjoying the journey…
These are times of matured pragmatism of having arrived…
6 comments:
how could you miss finding solace in 3 hour entertainment spots on DD on Sundays; Rangoli till Stoneboy (sad why ppl dnt rem this serial. It was super awesome) and today juggling with remote to find something worth really seeing from a choice of over 100 channels ...
@mohit
ahhh... of course the television angle. didn't strike me since I have spent a major part of life WITHOUT a TV. but yes, now that you remind me, I do recall going over to my landlord's place on sundays to watch mahabharat while sitting on my dad's lap.
hmmm..
made me a bit nostalgic. those times were good. we had lot of space around us, we had privacy.
Now the moment someone go to pee, you can see it as a status in facebook or you will receive an instant SMS on tips on how to pee well.
all we can do id to miss those days
Those were the days of hating to wake up for school and cursing your teachers..
These are times to hate getting up for office and cursing your managers and company..
Those were the days of getting up and not doing anything till mum gave you tip.
These are time of not doing anything till cute girl at starbucks gives you morning coffee :P
ahh guess somethings don't change.
@sb
trust you to come up with the grossest of examples...
@soul
or may be gie them back to our kids...
@hawk scary
that has a lot to do with you STILL being a kid...
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