When net-working on the net didn’t make sense
‘Catching up’ was possible without a mobile
Video parlours existed
And Bollywood was the only style
When even as teenagers we were quite innocent.
Hanging out for drinks at a plush joint
Still manages to thrill
Coz back then
Beers were just a furtive drill
And curfew at home indeed had a point.
Yup! We were not ‘connected’ 24X7
And yes, the cable was a revolution
We were the ones who heralded Coke
And got trapped in a strange juxtaposition
BPOs, Godhara, India Inc. and 9/11.
The generation grapples with its contradictions-
The need to be ‘living in’
And shaadi dot com profiles
Going through parental screenings;
Between the Bhagvad Geeta
and consumer addictions
We the first-borns of globalization.
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
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