I do remember the day i was born,the 24th of November 1991. I never knew the day but my parents confirmed it. All that i remember the day when a cricket player scored a blazing 90 against Australia. I never saw such a cheering crowd supporters and i had seen a legend for the first time in my life, The God of Cricket- “Sachin Tendulkar”. We were all very very lucky and fortunate to see him score 100’s of 100’s. Each time he was at 99*, our heartbeats paused and eyes stumbled him to score. And he scores, and the Biggest happiness was all along.There was a time, when cricket was not only played on the ground but on papers and books. Our names were tagged along-side the superstars of Indian Cricket team. Every time we played, we had Sachin and Sourav Ganguly as openers-
Lol. We had a great time along with the plastic wrapped “sip-up” were our favorite.
Most of the 90’s kid had the three wheeled luxurious yet smart vehicle that could run both forward and reverse on pedaling. Switching gears and parking was not difficult in the kid world, everything around was simpler and easier and nothing went classified. Each time we drove in between elders, they gave way and the accidents were alerted with a cry each time we slipped off from the steps with cycle.
Each morning started with “Suprabatham”(Good Morning) Song in my radio which was thought to be the daily alarm. At times, the instrument perfectly timed our favorite songs and we do had the habit of listening to the radio all day long to record the favorite song with a Walkman that people rarely had. Buying new cassettes and recording, labeling the cassettes with stickers were all part of disciplined childhood. Walkman’s were the precious electronic that was hard to give even to our best friends.
And all we had was school where we could meet the precious of the things.Whenever there was rain, we made “paper boats”. All we said was “Sorry shakthiman” just after we made the surroundings with full of papers. And after having whole of the rain, we are sick on the next day morning say ” Mummy fever” and all we did on the sick day was helping “MARIO” reach home.
We all had that best friend with whom we have played the game, the simplest of the ones that spread love ” Rock-Paper-Scissor”. Whenever your friend has shown the same as you “Both smiled”. Though it was a revenge game for all, they were the loving characters who protected each other and what it taught was “To Help the needed”.
Mummy! there came the voice one day” Mummy! i need “Shakalaka Boom Boom” pencil. Till that day “Nataraj” was everyone’s best friend. Unintentionally chewing the backside of pencil was the best habit but we never let the rubber go off.Everyone was a self proclaimed painter during painting classes with sketch-pens and watercolor.Getting a brand new geometry box was the only good thing about the end of vacations.
As our god of cricket said in the Ads ” Boost is the secret of our energy”, it was for everyone unless, of course “I’m a Complan boy or I’m a complan Girl” and came Bournvita, Horlicks etc. We had enough to drink to get healthier.
Most of all, the word “Tension” was rarely heard. We often had debate on which gum is better- Big Babol or Boomer? Whatever the answer was, we always needed tattoos as free with it.Chewing these while playing cricket gave us a feeling of being a professional cricketer.We also fantasized about having GEMS throughout the day.
We had Television in our home and that was the first television for the place that i lived. People used to come with the whole family to our home for Sunday Movie. They used sit at the floor and watch and we used to make tea for them. Even though it was a little away from our freedom, we loved it. And moreover they loved the Home Cinema theater. The lesser the options were, the more happier we were with Doordarshan.
The Characters we had along- Shaktimaan, Captain Vyom, Denver-The Last Dinosaur, Jai Hanumaan everything satisfied us with their sidekicks. And along we had the best time with the comic books like CHAMPAK,TINKLE, BALARAMA, CHITHRAKATHA and all along the witty Suppandi and Shikari Shambu made our days.
The song that i heard the most time in my childhood
and which brought love towards my country -“Mile Sur Mera Tumhara“
and the song that lifted my indian spirits-” Vande Mataram”
We used to have a huge celebration in School…
The Tiranga donned over school blazers, National anthem after the flag
hoisting, the speeches, the function and best of all, the
feeling of being proud Indians to receive laddoo and sweets to eat and share with friends was the best part.
And one day someone,
say a rich guy in the class came with a gadget.
We always had an eye, but never got one.
Yes, i do remember his name- Sanjay.!
When i entered into the world of computers for the first time, there was someone to help me. He wasn’t a human but he had the love, But we didn’t care, he popped up every time and made noises. We moved him to the corners and shut his mouth and now he is nowhere to be seen.
Everyone played in the night with the lights, because we loved magic and wondered why?
We still do this.!
Remember the tone when it was hard to connect the internet?
Here it is.
Kids these days never know the struggle. WiFi Everywhere.
I haven’t realized the time from which everything changed from coin booth to Smartphone. Anyway we have came through the generations and all we have is the dream of water games that we used to play, the building of blocks,we were the pilots running the festive wheels and toys and now we have all that just in our pockets.
I have went through an amazing message about what it feels to rejuvenate your childhood and
your golden memories , no matter what age group you belong from- The Re-Union.
As the words from Ben Kingsley speaks-“I do remember, as a child that i always imagined, When i was maybe 6 or 7, my fantasy was that everywhere i went i was being followed by an invisible film crew.“
The times we spent with our siblings playing hide’n’seek, playing carroms and Ludo,swimming,Coin and stamp collection were the wonderful part of your film. Fantasy filled us in our hearts and we had the best times with our friends together with worlds best network to find each one riding bicycle finding ones near the playgrounds or rivers and to find the ones who were homestuck. There is no land like the land of your childhood.
Where did all the years go?
I’m thankful my childhood was filled with imagination and bruises from playing outside and there’s something about childhood friends that you just can’t replace. So here is your brother sharing childhood memories and grown up dreams. We the kids of 90’s are so fortunate that we have enjoyed our childhood before the technology completely took over it and if you remember any of these, your memories from your childhood have such a purchase on your emotions that “It was Awesome Back in the Days“