The Old Days.. Smiles...

Sometime back, there was a big nostalgic feelings about the last era , when things were non-mechanical and njoyable in life... This post continues with the same nostalgic feelings...

Some nostalgic memories of those old days in India - hmm.....world has changed and we also changed for the world L
Read through all the way!!!

Are you missing those days? Sometimes we do

Doordarshan Logo










Doordarshan' s Screensaver











Dekh Bhai Dekh













Ramayan












Mile Sur Mera Tumhara









Turning Point











Alif Laila








He Man









Vicco turmeric,
Nahin cosmetic
Vicco turmeric ayurvedic cream





Twaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiinggggggg
Washin powder Nirma, Washing powder Nirma
Doodh si safedi, Nirma se aayi
Rangeen kapde bhi khil khil jaaye








I'm a Complan Boy (Shahid Kapoor) and I'm a Complan Girl (Ayesha Takia)









How did one survive growing up in the 70's, 80's and 90's?
We had no seatbelts, no airbags and sitting in the back of a truck was a treat...
Our baby prams had the most gorgeous lead based colours...
No such thing as tamper proof bottle tops...

Opening kitchen cupboards was a breeze... as safety locks were unheard off...
Cycling was like a breath of fresh air...
No safety helmets, knee pads or elbow pads, with plenty of cardboards between spokes to make it sound like a motorbike...

When thirsty we only drank tap water, bottled water was still a mystery...
We kept busy collecting bits & pieces so we could build all sort of things ... and we were fearless on our bikes even when the brakes failed going downhill...
We were showing off how tough we are, by how high we could climb trees & then jumping down....It was great fun....
We could stay out to play for hours, as long as we got back before dark, in time for dinner...
We walked to school, or sometimes we even rode our bike.
We had no mobile phones, but we always managed to find each other.... How? No one knows...
We lost teeth, broke arms & legs, we got cuts and bruises and bloody noses.... nobody complained as we had so much fun, it wasn't anybody's fault, only ours
We ate everything in sight, cakes, bread, chocolate, ice-cream, sweet sugary drinks, yet, we stayed skinny by fooling around.


And if one of us was lucky to find a 500 ml Coca Cola bottle we all had a swag from it & guess what? Nobody picked up any germs...
We did not have Play Stations, MP3, Nintendo's, I-Pods, Video games, 99 Cable TV channels, DVD's, Home Cinema, Mobile phones, Home Computers, Laptops, Chat-rooms, Internet, etc ... BUT, we had REAL FRIENDS!!!!
We called on friends to come out to play, never rang the doorbell, just went around the back...
We loved being let loose in the big bad world...without bodyguards...
We played with sticks and stones, played cowboys and Indians, doctors and nurses, hide and seek, soccer games, over and over again...
When we failed our exams we were given a second chance by simply repeating the same grade...without visiting psychiatrists, psychologists or counselors...
Such were the days...
We had freedom, success, disappointments and responsibilities. ..
Most of all, we learned to respect others...

Are YOU from that generation?? If that's the case, email this to all your friends from the same era...
Maybe this message will help them forget the stress that surrounds us these days....and just for a few moments puts a smile to their faces as they remember what life was really like in the old days......

NB: Got a fwded mail ... Have cut and put here whatever i felt as true :-)... So all the ones shown in "italics" are copied from that email :-).. Nice to know lot of people feels the same.. So that shows India will not change completely... These days even terrorists have so much knowledge about the technology, so that they are misusing it to kill people...

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