Why do we miss our middle-class-ness?

Somewhere down the lane, without you realizing success changes your life. While success\money\technology brings lots of new excitement, experiences fulfilling newer needs and desires, it also reduces lot of joys of middle-class life to memories of the past.

Hear are a few middle-class moments we all deeply miss:

Sharing ill-fitted cloths of your elder brother as a kid\teenager. However much you resist it had to happen for expensive terrycot or terlene shirts or even ever lasting Bata shoes. We virtually had to drag feet on rough concrete roads to make rubber burn and make holes in the shoes to get newer one’s or to stop passing on to our younger brothers.

All the siblings to share the same design and fabric for every festival courtesy family tailor who brings a “tann” at a cheaper rate.

Advance booking of textbooks from a friendly neighborhood senior student, if you do not have an elder brother or sister studying in the same school.

How could you escape the Nepaliwalla’s sweater for winters or your mom’s ill-knitted one, which became loose and two sizes bigger to your younger brother after three months of use or abuse?

Coconut oil and Shikakai “Head-bath” is a ritual for every festival and auspicious day in our childhood. Oily head was fine since it’s done on holidays but shikakai homemade shampoo used to burn the eyes and made them red for a day at the least.

Listening to radio cricket commentary and keeping detailed scorecard, not to mention the suffering from Narotham Puri. And of course the ting tongs of “Vividh bharathi “

An excuse of stomach aches to get free taste of Unani medicine.

Homemade Kulfi, sweets and even Diwali crackers, watching adults make firecrackers at home was the most amazing sight of excitement and stealing them while drying was even more exciting.

Life on a terraces is a chapter by itself starting from combined studies to leching girls to sleeping on the terrace in summer nights to family night outs to endless “Antakshari” sessions to stealing “drying vadams & cut mango pieces.

The very best of cheap and best mentality, repair and reuse, make it at home, homemade remedies v/s specialty clinics, Mom & Dads always use to find innovative ways to fulfill needs without spending much money and this very sprits of parents is vanishing very quickly.

I thank my parents, grand parents and my brothers for giving me such a wonderful and humane middle=class-way of life.

Published by kvpops

Founder.hypercollective. Best selling author of "30Second Thrillers" & social commentator

17 thoughts on “Why do we miss our middle-class-ness?

  1. Hello Anna !

    Great artical, all this fun will definetely missed by our kids… not sure how we are going help them experience 😦

  2. Thanks dear Brother for bringing back our childhood. Yes you took us there, where we shared clothes, happy, sorrow, uncertain movements. the little pocket money, we used to share between all of us.. we never needed an outside friend.. where are those exciting moments for our kids, the moments of sharing joy and difficult situations.. lets be practical in making our next generation middle class in living and high class in thinking.

  3. Nostalgia
    Nostalgia is the biggest insight.
    We are all nostalgic.
    About the pot-holed roads we have walked on.
    The trees we have stolen fruits from.
    The old aaram kursi we waited to park ourselves into.
    Amar Chitra Katha and Indrajal comics we practically lived for.
    Filthy stinky toilets of old movie theatres we frequented.
    The oily samosas and pakoras we tucked into.
    Bunking classes.
    Dreaming dreams we now realize were not worth dreaming.
    The lost camaraderie we shared with our friends.
    Those carefree days.
    The letters we received from our loved ones.
    Waiting for our turns at the STD booth.
    Someone doing it in pants in school.
    Of competing with the cuckoo in cuckoo-speak in lazy summer afternoons.
    Of the first flush of love.
    Memories are the fuel people live on.
    Memories are the things that we take back.

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  5. I am 22 years old and I have not experienced many of the above. I wonder if anything would be left for the coming generations to experience and enjoy..

    1. Every generation is born with an unique experience code ours is just different from yours and we are fortune to live long to listen to your …. 🙂

      1. kvpops :
        Every generation is born with an unique experience code ours is just different from yours and we are fortune to live long to listen to your ….

        And we are fortunate enough to listen to your memorable experiences sir…

  6. Wonderful little nostalgia. All who experienced these, would remind a lot. My brother gre up in Mumbai, I in Tirupathi. Used to come to Mumbai for summer vacations – and also to collect his clothes and show off them to classmates back home!

  7. H Element; from middle class archives

    In today’s world of “Now trending” click streams lot of buzz about “chemistry” between two people to measure the love, We never learned about chemistry in life . Middle class periodic table has a special element “H” – the human element.
    The H element is missing in our lives. Wall posts on social network pages are 2D and there is no trace of the third dimension the ” H Element” . No longer the “trending” generation go back and recollect the past life memories. Tired of searching through the archives of digital memories to find happiness and love? try mindful of middle class masti, Lot of love, Jokes, joy and human hearts.

    Thanks for refreshing our childhood memories and the joy of pure life with full of unconditional middle class love from Parents and family. Fortunate to be your younger brother.

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