Telephone Booths in London Streets

Hai friends, thank you for stopping here. Welcome to my second blog.

 Hope you enjoyed my first blog about Bluewaters Island https://wordpress.com/block-editor/post/gobidu.travel.blog/45.Today I would like to share with you about the nostalgic memory of our home telephones and telephone booths.

All these came to my mind last month, when I was walking along the London streets, I saw an old telephone booth. I told my kids that is what people used as a communication medium, but they can’t grasp it. On the way, I shared with them how lively was days. Still, London is preserving those old telephone booths to cherish our good old memories and a reminder for a future generation how the bonding between people existed in the real world.

I’m an 80’s born child, so definitely has enough memories of the home telephone. At that time one telephone is shared by around twenty to thirty families. People use to go and wait for calls in other homes, and so it was a way connecting neighborhood people. They use to share their day to day happenings with each other, sorrows, griefs, happens and so on while waiting for the call to come. The bonding between family members, neighbors where so live. People use to gather in evenings in any of the neighboring homes to chitchat and evenings are well spent. In those days I rarely heard about depression, anxiety disorders, broken family stories, kids’ depression, illicit relationships and so on. Those are all our sweet good days. But it didn’t last long.

In the mid-’90s, satellite television came with big dish antennas to our village. In evenings mega serials started playing and those gatherings slowly ended with people eagerness to watch next serial episodes. Still family had only one telephone and we all had enough time to talk to each other, discussing day to day pity things, fighting’s and so on, still we neighbors use to see, knows each other happenings and it was a good time. we use to read newspapers every day. Little reading but it added greatly to my knowledge treasure. Only one tv news of twenty minutes a day but it was enough for the day.

In the mid-2000s the mobile phone came to our hands and slowly we all became phone friends started searching for new technologies instead of people and slowly moving away from themselves.

In mid 2010s internet became affordable and we are like in a fantasy world, we have friends and fans around the world, but alone inside, talking, mingling less running behind followers, fans, likes, and comments. We don’t know who is sitting near to us also don’t want to know. Too much knowledge, don’t know what to read and follow. Earlier we use to go to village libraries every evening and be a part of live discussions, the debate of recent political literature happenings. It was good old days.affordableIn early 2010s internet became afodable and we are like in a fantasy world, we have friends and fans around the world, but alone inside, talking, mingling less running behind followers, fans, likes, and comments. We don’t know who is sitting near to us also don’t want to know. Too much knowledge, don’t know what to read and follow. Earlier we use to go to village libraries every evening and be a part of live discussions, the debate of recent political literature happenings. It was good old days.

Now very rarely I read newspapers, talking to friends as more and more updates are there in the virtual world every millisecond. In a hurry to capture to all sort of technology changes making my life smaller and smaller.

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