…When I used to come home after playing in the park to watch Giant Robot while my mom made the newly introduced Maggi noodles for me.
…When the concept of a daily soap was unheard of and Hum Log, Ye jo hai Zindagi, Buniyaad, Karamchand and Rajni was ruling the roost.
…When eating food cooked by mom’s hands was an everyday affair. (*Sigh*)
…When “Ek Chidiya, Anek Chidiya” and “Mile sur mera tumhara” were watched a zillion times and still never bored us.
…When I used to sit with my family on Sundays to enjoy the morning programmes. (Mahabharat, Chandrakanta, Jungle book…the list is endless)
…When the streets were deserted every Sunday for one hour when Mahabharat was aired.
…When mobile phones and Gtalk were not in the picture and you have to rush to the nearest PCO to talk to a loved one.
…When we used to rent video tapes and borrow a video player from the neighbours to watch Karma and Shahenshah back to back.
…When mom used to forcefully put oil in my hair every saturday night despite my hues and cries and I had to put an old cloth on the pillow before sleeping so that I won’t spoil the cover
.…When I used to make a list of 10 songs to be provided to the “Alok casette” shop so that he can copy those songs in a single cassette which can then be enjoyed in my deck. (Note to myself – I must remove the dust from it the next time I see it.)
…When buying novels meant going to the Sunday Daryaganj market and buy pirated novels from the roadside after a heated bargaining
.…When “Spiderman” and “He-Man” cartoon series were on my “I’ll die if I don’t watch them” list.
…When despite the warnings, I used to sneak up to the first floor of the double decker bus and mom used to come up then and sit besides me.
…When Ambassadors were the most luxurious cars you could buy and I used to crib that there is no variety of cars on Indian roads whenever I watched some English movie.
…When a black and white Texla television and two channels were sufficient for entertainment.
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