Good old days..

When writing pads were more popular than cricket bats to play cricket

When we always had friends to play Thirudan police anytime

When we desperately waited for 'summer vacation'

When Chandamama, Gokulam and tinkle digest were so fulfilling

When there was just one channel our own doordarshan and we had to see whatever they telecasted

When Raja and Rancho and Super hit muqabala were very popular

When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except for the 'vacation starting' day

When Diwali meant mostly hand-made sweets and food 'n moms seeking our help while preparing them

When Maths teachers were not worried of our parents while slapping/beating us..

When we were exchanging comics, stamps and Trump cards

When He-man and Giant Robot were our heroes

When we were in our native place 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 we even used to se other national movie telecasted at noon with English subtitles

When 2 rupees meant at least 10 toffees

When left over pages of the last year notebooks were used for rough work or even fair work

When 'camelin' and 'natraaj' were encouraged against 'reynolds and family'

When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud

When there were no phones to tell friends that we will be at their homes at six in the evening

When we were not seeing crackers on Diwali as air and noise polluting or allergic agents

…...The list can be endless…..

On the serious note 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 sincerely

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 didn’t 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

Those days are always to be cherished!!!