A generation which believed in arranged marriage, the security of government jobs, which hated being in debt, looked forward to the coke cans brought by relatives who were lucky enough to go abroad, whose aim was a home by the age of retirement, who made annual trips to their ‘native place’ in second class railway compartments, for whom Bombay was the land where dreams could become reality, who heard live commentary of cricket matches on AIR, who went to the airport with family to receive or see off those rare people who were fortunate to go abroad, who forwarded the lovemaking scenes in movies because they were shy, who accepted that bureaucracy had to be oiled with bribes, for whom Amitabh Bacchhan was just an angry young man trying to fill the shoes of his predecessors in vain, who belived in getting home by 6’o clock,whose only idea of balance was the kind they had at the bank, and maintained a work-life balance without realising it, who believed they were lucky enough to get the Rin shakti and taste the thunder, and would get confused with anymore choices than available in the market, for whom the movies and a dine out were rare occasions to be savoured, who believed in making pickles at home, for whom razors were blades, and who would be appalled at ‘that time of the month’ being advertised, and for whom the only discs were the flying ones their kids played with, or the ones that were suddenly supposed to land from space one fine day, just like Subhas Chandra Bose who would reveal himself from anonymity one day, who had to carry their entire water supply on train journeys, who firmly believed that a woman’s place was at home, whose only idea of shares was the kind they would be getting from their parents, who still hadnt quite decided between capitalism and socialism, who believed in keeping their refrigerator in the living room coz it was a status symbol, who could look out of their windows and marvel at the sights that nature made, whose mailboxes got full only when the entire family went for vacation, who believed in one life-one job, whose retirement plans included staying with their offspring, who made financial plans for their parents as well as children, who loved having their kids on their lap, and looked in wide eyed amazement at the silly things their grandchildren did, a generation with hardly any choices…
A generation which believes in arranging their own marriage, the insecurity of the job market,which lives a life on EMI, has difficulty deciding between diet or regular coke, whose aim is a home by the age of retirement, one each in 3 metros, who hate the fact that their hometown doesnt have an airport and so increases their transit time by a few hours, for whom reality is what you make out of your dreams, wherever you were, who see live webcasts of championships on their handheld device, who are lucky if their family receives them after international trips, forget local ones, who forward the lovemaking scenes in movies because of the overdose, whose only interaction with the bureaucracy is a tacky webpage, for whom Big B is the biggest anyone could be in Bollywood, who regularly make and break plans of reaching home by 6’o clock in an effort to get that elusive work-life balance, while maintaing a portfolio with the right equity-debt balance, who would switch to a different brand at the slightest dissatisfaction, for whom the movies and a dine out are rare occasions,because home deliveries and home theatres are so much more convenient, who actually like ‘Mothers Recipes’, mostly the packaged kind, for whom razors are like most other things, disposable,who believe that sanitary napkins were just another FMCG product, period!!, for whom discs are of two kinds- the ones you go to when you want to party and the ones that give you music and movies, like the recent one you bought , a movie about some forgotten freedom hero by Shyam Benegal; who love the idea of ‘pet bottles’, coz you actually dont need a 500 ml bottle for such a short journey, who firmly believe that a woman should be allowed to work from home, if she so wished, who rack their brains to decide which shares to invest in, who dont care a hoot if it is capitalism, socialism or bipasha basu’s jism, just so long as they have a blast, who are sligtly uncomfortable about the fridge in their kitchen coz it lacks the usual inbuilt TV in it, who watch on Windows the marvelous ‘nature’ screensavers, whose mailboxes are full and overflowing from all the vacation snaps from other family members, who sometimes contemplate whether a life is just a job to be finished, who believe in making safe retirement plans coz they know their children wouldnt have them in their plans, and make plans for their children so they dont run the risk of getting sued, who love having their children as their laptop wallpaper, and look in wide eyed amazement at the silly things their parents did…a generation with multiple choice in education, career, sex, food, entertainment …life!!
and a generation in between, that cant quite figure out where it belongs, and is, well, in between.. a generation which maybe has the options, but cant quite make the choices…
until next time, bridge the gap…
Ooh new look!! Love it so much better, I always had to increase font size for the previous one!!!!
Interesting post, I wonder where I lie!!!!
Excellent take on “Generations”, and like wingie said me too wonder where I fit in 🙂
But given a choice b/w capitalism, socialism or bipasha basu’s jism I’ll choose bipasha basu’s anyday 😉
Awesome ! you took me back in time .. to the age of innocence .. to an age when love seemed worth dying for ..
😀 I think I am more of the second generation wishing at times that I had a few things that the first one did!
ah… when everyone watched and listened to “bush” with pleasure coz it was the best brand for tvs and radios available.
I think we fall in the middle na ghar k a na ghaat ka
I think we should live in a bit of both generations…in fact I think we already do
good one! it felt like i lead just another precariously balanced life
i liked ur previous template better. but then i guess we all need a facelift, a change from time to time.
aekta: and what u lie about?? :p
stone: hehe, i was kinda expecting that 🙂
pearl: was wondering where you were?? welcome back 🙂
nupur: like…?
pixel: had a dyanora.. 🙂
pallavi: hey, not that bad!! 🙂
mirage: yes, fortunately or unfortunately??
brood mode: you actually liked that?!! now thats sweet 🙂
and in between all the drama, squeeze in two years to get a title M>B>A
Thats why we recall ‘good old days’, when there was scarcity of things and not thoughts.
Great post, Manu !
I identified with som many little crazy things….
Bipasha Basu’s jism. Lol! I can almost see Adam Smith, Robert Owen and a host of other people turning in their graves!
bridge a gap that will keep widening. every generation has had their bridges to build, we arent in a different time.:)
i cld relate to bits of both, and felt it’s a gap within….
too good a post!!
madan: and in between all the drama, live a life 🙂
ash: that, was the idea 🙂
poornima: :O
deez: wonder if this generation will have any bridges…
Great post…. 🙂
Convinced me that i am in the wrong era…. made me wish that the time when i was 6 wud be back…
Brilliant post on generation gap not…dealt with smoothly real nice 🙂
hey! great look! havent really read the text yet. but thought i shd let u know;)
Done in style as usual!
Awesome post Manu Man. you really caught the essence of both the generations to the tee
Parna
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anon: what about being in your middle age then and growing old now?? 🙂
hey anz, thx 🙂
sqrl/nt: thank ye 🙂
thx gabby 🙂
excellent. both new look and post. post more though. 🙂
Whew! That was quite a post! Amazing stuff. Three generations in one fell swoop!
The coming generation will be light years ahead of us in terms of genration and technology gap I guess
parna: :).. thank u
aqua: more?! .. psst psst, then i’ll get too boring and people would stop reading 😀
bravo!
i remem when i was in 4th std or so markers used to be wooow so heaven sent and bore a invisible tag that said “phoren ka maal”
and now?
still- good or bad, who knows – as tht chinese story goes.
austere
nice! moving away from the third person short stories, but remaining as insightful and entertaining as ever.
I think my parents were caught in the gap, but leaned to the second gen(thinking wise..not technologically), and I am still wondering where I am.. since I dont have a life to balance, it doesnt matter.:)
Amazing post Manu! I love the way your way of putting things, especially hte period! thing 🙂 Way to go! 🙂
I am in between the two .. and twice removed from them both ..
I loved it. Manu, you rock man.
silverine: but dont u think they’ll be missing out on a whole lot of stuff?? i guess its about winning some and losing some..
austere: hey, me too, around 6th, 7th.. and once i used a permanent black marker on the text!! 🙂
sqrl/nt: i guess, fiction had some constraints too 🙂
cc: thanx 🙂
NHB: point to ponder!
alpha: thank u… nice to c u around 🙂
beautifully written, manu! i m a melange- make my own pickles & jam but eat out weekly:)