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Sunday, October 23, 2011

Good old days - Do you miss these ?

Some things cannot be forgotten. Here is small recap!!!!!

Don’t forget to read the stuff at the end of the images…..

Things that we have used ………


BRIL INK:


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CAMEL GUM:

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HERO PEN:

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BALL POINT PEN:

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GEOMENTRY BOX:

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NATARAJ PENCILS:

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Audio:

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VIDEO:

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WALKMAN:

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FLOPPY:

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FILM CAMERA:

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FILM ROLL:

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TELEPHONE:

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STAMPS:

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INLAND LETTER:

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POST CARD:

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Canvas SHOES:

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GOLD SPOT:

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BUBBLE GUM:

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Unforgettable things…

Nostalgic memories of those 'good old days' – world has changed and we also changed for the world !!!



Are you missing those days? Sometimes I do

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Doordarshan Logo


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Doordarshan' s Screensaver


Jungle Book


Shakthiman


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Ramayan



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Mile Sur Mera Tumhara




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Turning Point



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He Man

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Salma Sultana DD News Reader



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Vicco turmeric,
Nahin cosmetic
Vicco turmeric ayurvedic cream



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


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


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Surabhi

How did one survive growing up in the 70's, 80's and 90's?
We had no seatbelts, no airbags..

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 bicycles 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 bicycle.

We had no mobile phones, but we always managed to find each other…. How?

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, fruits..yet, we stayed skinny by fooling around.

And if one of us was lucky to find a 1 litre coca cola bottle we all had a swig 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, 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 backdoor…

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…

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 good old day


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