Saw a beautiful movie today.
Of Bengaluru, my town, in the 60’s and 70’s, the place I grew up in, far removed from the bustling metropolitan jungle that it has become today. Where Indiranagar was a mini forest and Kamannahalli was a halli( village) outside the main town. Where one could bicycle all around town in one go – breathing in the fresh air and enjoying the mild climate. The pensioners paradise, the garden city – namma ooru…
The movie is about a family with 10 kids, narrated in a simple manner so as to bring out the flavor of the story, much like the delicious cups of filter coffee that make an appearance throughout…a lot of old-school practices that evoke nostalgia in us Bangaloreans – subtle humor, non-complicated storyline, even deaths handled so well that it just seems like another phase in life.
Watch Aachar & Co. on Prime Video, with a smile on your face, and bring back a few memories, like I brought back mine:)
LIfe was much simpler in the late 80s/early 90s. A lot less choices to make.
If you wanted ice cream, there was vanilla, strawberry or chocolate. Clothes? Shirt and pant pieces twice a year (birthday and Diwali), neighbourhood family tailor, wait for a week.
Channels? Doordarshan and then DD Metro, so two basically. Outings – Lalbagh, Cubbon Park (since I’m from Bengaluru), Handloom Fair once a year, else a movie and lunch/dinner once in a while.
Shoes? Naughty Boy shoes (yes they were called that) for school, white keds for PT class, one slippers, one “Action” shoe (the ancient-day sneakers). Cake? Only on birthdays and Christmas. Else “pastries” from the neighborhood bakery once in a while. Choices there too limited to black and white forest, chocolate and a couple more.
Chips? Locally-made. Noodles? Common, Maggi, what else?
Cut to present day. 200+ channels, 30+ OTT, and half of TV time spent surfing – searching for stuff to watch. Chocolates? A whole aisle of a mall dedicated to making dentists happy. Ice cream? Baskin has 31 flavors, but surprisingly no one eats vanilla. Clothes? Weekend sales, piles in the cupboard, and complaints of nothing to wear.
Outings? More malls than people, yet one has to deliberate on where to go, and that takes a while. Shoes? Don’t get me started.
Why do we have so much stuff, and yet feel miserable? How did we manage to get through the days of no mobile phones and internet? I can’t seem to remember what we did all day. How did we survive with less, and yet sleep well? Why were we so content then, and so dissatisfied now?
Maybe the problem is having plenty of anything. Things that we used to crave for, can be purchased instantly through Buy Now Pay (regret) Later schemes. So many movies and series on offer – so we don’t know what and how to choose. There are whole websites dedicated to helping you make a choice of what movie to watch this weekend. We just buy stuff when we feel low, or when we go to a mall, or just because.
Plenty is a curse, not a boon. Enough is what one should crave for. Not more, not less. Goldilocks – just right. Not too late to cut back. Think about it!