Found this online – had to copy and post it, as most of it has happened to my past, in my childhood. Wonderful list!

Courtesy this link

… Those were the days!

  • Though you would not publicly acknowledge this now, but at the age of 5-8 years, you were very proud of your first “Bellbottom” or your first “Maxi”
  • Phantom & Mandrake were your only true heroes. You can also nod your heads to names like Chandamama, Champak, Lot-Pot, Nandan. The brainy ones
    read “Competition Success Review”.
  • You took pride in turning to the back page of your latest Amar Chitra Katha and ticking off yet another title. How many ever you ticked, you still had many to go.
  • Your “Camlin” geometry box & Flora pencil was your prized possession.
  • The only “Holidays” you took were to go to your grandparents’ or your cousins’ houses.
  • Ice-cream meant only – either an orange stick, a vanilla softy in a cone or at most – a Choco-Bar if you lived in a swanky town.
  • Your first family car (and the only one) was a Fiat. Or an Ambassador. This often had to be pushed by the entire family to get going.
  • The glass windows in the back seats used to get stuck at the two-thirds down level and used to irk the shit out of you! The window went down only if your puny arm could manage the tacky rotary handle to pull it down. Locking the door was easy. You just whacked the other tacky, non-rotary handle downwards.
  • Your mom would stitch the weirdest lace curtains for all the windows of the car. They were tied in the middle and if your dad was the comfort-oriented kinds, you had a magnificent small fan upfront, below which screwed to the board was the cassette player.
  • Your parents were proud owners of HMT watches. You “earned” yours after 8th or the 10th standard exams.
  • You have been to “Jumbo Circus”/ “Kamala Circus”; you held your breath while the pretty young thing in the glittery skirt did acrobatics, quite enjoyed the elephants hitting football, the motorcyclist vrooming in the “Maut ka Gola” and it was politically okay to laugh your guts out at dwarfs hitting each others bottoms!
  • You had at least once heard “Hawa Mahal” on the radio, and used to look forward to “Binaca Geet Mala” from Ceylon Radio every Wednesday with the unforgettable Ameed Sayani voice
  • If you had a TV, it was normal to expect the neighborhood to gather around to watch the Chitrahaar(Wednesday) or the Sunday movie. If you didn’t have a TV, you just went to a house that had the TV. It mattered little if you knew the owners or not.
  • Sometimes the owners of these TVs got very creative and got a bi or even a tri-coloured anti-glare screen which they would attach with two side clips onto their Weston TVs. That was a make-do “colour TV”, and would confuse the hell out of you!
  • Black & White TVs weren’t so bad after all because cricket was played in whites.
  • You thought your Dad rocked because you got your own (the family’s; not your own own!) colour TV when the Asian Games started. Everyone else got
    the same idea as well and ever since, no one came over to your house and you didn’t go to anyone else’s.
  • You dreaded the death of any political leader because of the mourning they would announce on the TV. After all how much “Shashtriya Sangeet” can a kid take? Salma Sultana (with that big flight flower behind her ear) didn’t smile either during the mourning.
  • You knew that “Indira Gandhi” was somebody really powerful and terribly important. And that’s all you needed to know.
  • The only “Gadgets” in the house were the TV, the Fridge and the Mixie.
  • All the gadgets had to be duly covered with a crochet covers and sometimes even with ingenious, custom-fit plastic covers.
  • Movies meant Amitabh Bachchan. Before the start of the movie you always had to watch the obligatory “newsreel”.
  • You thought you were so rocking because you knew almost all the songs of Abba and BoneyM
  • You had a turntable “stereo” and a collection of LP Records. Your hormones went crazy when you bought “Disco Deewane” by Naziya Hassan & Zoheb Hassan.
  • You couldn’t contain your happiness when you suddenly had knowledge of Grammy Awards and Tina Turner, Cyndi Lauper & (OMG!!)… even Michael Jackson became familiar names.
  • School teachers, your parents and even your neighbours could whack you – and it was all okay.
  • Photograph taking was a big thing. You were lucky if your family owned a camera (HotShot, perhaps). A reel of 36 exposures was valuable hence it justified the half hour preparation & “setting” & the “posing” for each picture. Therefore, you have at least one family picture where everyone is holding their breath and standing at attention!