My tryst with computers and video games started in my childhood. I had gone with my friends to a video parlour in the supermarket near my sheikh sarai residence in New Delhi. It was probably 1987. I was all of 8 or 9 years old. There were several game consoles. They were big. Had a television at the top for display and joysticks to move characters on screen. They made huge noises and those noises had drawn me to them when I had walked past the parlour. With my friends I learnt several things in one shot. Biggest shock was that you had to pay one rupee to play. Second, you had several chances or lives. This I learn’t later. My knowledge about money matters until that point were limited to prices of eggs (20 paisa in Karkala and 80 paisa in New Delhi) and chewing gum(25 paise medium quality,50 paise good quality as u could blow big baloons out of them) and parle-G biscuits. Parle-G biscuits were about 3.5 rupees and I had never carried such a huge sum of money. May be my parent...
As part of research for this post, I learnt a bit of punjabi. Fittey muh is usually uttered by comedians. It actually means offense to someone in a friendly manner. If someone is ridiculed and their face color changes as in face-palm moment. For me survival of the fittest rhymes with fittey muh and that is the idea/phrase I have coined. Assume an apocalyptic event occurs where all those without humor are ordained to death, people frenetically start searching for and honing their skills in comedy and humor. Finally when the D day arrives, it is another day as usual. Nothing whatsoever happens and all those who learnt a bit of humor start to forget it slowly. This story that I made up just to convey a point. Our life is similar. We are all trying hard to survive and afterwards in old age we forget all our sense of humor waiting for death with a smug face. Very few die haste haste(hindi this time). Would like to share a pic of my favorite comedian Jagdeep known to have ...
It was a competition for turning waste into products for good use. I was determined to win it. I had genuinely thought through the final use of waste generated from an Ice Candy/Cream Factory near our home. I started collecting used Ice Candy Sticks that had been thrown around. Little did I realize that pupils in my school wanted to invest money in purchasing the raw materials and turning them into something like an handicraft. This went against the spirit of the competition. Those things did not matter. I had collected large number of Ice Candy Sticks but they were not sufficient to make a Wall Clock. I somehow hoped for a miracle at the same time kept my plans secret. There was by chance some function in the neighborhood and a large number of children were given Ice Candies. I waited for the function to get over and once all kids had left, collected the sticks. My raw material was ready. I had the Ice Candy Sticks but one more thing was missing. Fevicol Glue. I settled for no...
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