On one fine morning few months back,
our entire fleet of domestic help, which consists of two ladies
working for about an hour or two, every day for us, announced that
they would not be reporting for work for next 4 or 5 days due to
their busy schedules. It was a major crisis for us and particularly
for my wife, as she immediately foresaw mountains of unwashed
utensils, heaps of clothes awaiting to be hanged for drying and a
stinky house that needed cleaning. I managed to convince her that our
inability to clean the house for next 5 or 6 days is not exactly a
calamity and there is very little chance of our house looking like a
garbage dump. Finally, she was convinced and we decided to delay all
house cleaning operations for next 5 days. We also decided to keep
our laundry to minimum so that hanging clothes for drying would be a
minor endeavour. This meant that only the problem of washing
utensils and crockery remained. I made a suggestion that we should
eat out for next 5 days so that the problem is struck at its roots.
For next couple of days, we tried
different eateries around my house for having lunches and dinners. It
was a pleasant experience though bit heavy for our digestive systems
and my pocket. But you need to take such things in your stride. On
one of the evenings, my wife suggested that we should go and have a
Subway sandwich at an outlet nearby. I agreed and we set off to the
place. I found that it was not very crowded only with some young
crowd hanging around. I ordered what we wanted to eat and waited near
the counter. Meanwhile few more young guys entered and ordered their
meals. After some wait, my order was filled and we sat down on one of
the benches to eat. We had ordered a sandwich, some potato wafers and
sodas. As I was eating, I realized that almost everyone in that small
place was looking at us. They were watching us and what we had
ordered and were eating. I had never felt so awkward in my life, and
mentioned this fact to my wife. She too had somehow realized this. It
was clear that the young crowd in the eatery were considering us as
aliens of some sort or someone unfit to join the crowd there. We
finished hurriedly and left the place.
Later on, I kept remembering this
incident and tried to figure out the reason for this funny treatment
given to me by the young crowd, who obviously had considered us as
outsiders. I then realized that actually I was really an alien for
the young crowd there. They could not understand, how anyone who is
on the verge of his seventies, could sit along with them in a place
like Subway and eat and drink stuff served there. According to them
the place was strictly no go for us. It seemed that my wife and I had
crossed an invisible line of sorts in our lives and were now on the
wrong side.
Ferguson College Road is one of the
upmarket areas in my home town Pune. The road is full of eateries of
all kinds starting from south Indian snacks to Burgers and Pizzas. On
this road, two restaurants that serve south Indian snacks and located
withing hundred or two hundred meters from each other, have been in
existence since last 50 years. Both serve more or less similar
stuffs, yet there is a clear demarcation. One of the places is
patronized by young crowds and to go there is the “in” thing. The
other place is known as the one for the oldies. Young people are seen
here only to a lesser extent. No one knows, who has classified these
places but somehow it exists. It would appear that there is a line
somewhere between these two places and as you grow old you are pushed
to the place supposed to be meant for oldies.
I have been a fairly tech savvy person
throughout my life. I was one of the few first who had purchased a TV
set, when TV transmission had just started in Pune sometime in
1970's. I had built a Hi Fi music system and had a VCR in my days.
Yet, I did lost my tech savviness somewhere down the line. Recently,
I accidentally found myself amongst much younger crowd, flashing
their android smart phones, chatting with friends around the world in
funny English on something called as WhatsApp, taking pictures with
their phones and Instagramming them to their friends. I felt very
odd and did not even dare to take out my old Motorola Razr mobile
phone out of my pocket feeling that I would look odd in that crowd
and just kept quiet. This suddenly made me aware of the fact that I
was mo longer tech savvy and on the contrary have become
technologically a very orthodox and backward person.
Other day, someone asked me about good eating places around Pune. I was astonished to find that I hardly knew any places except for the few old places, that prominently included my club too. I did not even know names of any of the new places including some 5 star places that have come up all over Pune, leave alone thoughts of visiting them. It was clear that I had lost my edge compared to people around me, who were more knowledgeable and cool. They all appeared to be doing things that were something better, newer and hipper. They, along with the people they appeared to know, looked more relevant, to today's world. On the other side was I, not able to understand the new ways of business, new technologies
It is becoming increasingly clear that
I am terribly ignorant of almost everything now, the latest TV shows,
films, music. My favourite shows and music has been around for more
than half a century. It is obvious that I am on a slide, with all the
young people standing on the banks, that appear on a higher plateau
and there is no real chance of catching up with them.
Yet, an inner voice tells me that all
these things are just superfluous and given a chance, I can still
cope up with most of the new technologies. The real question is
whether I have the energy or the inclination for them or do I really
care to have them.
We no longer go and eat our Subway
sandwiches in the bar. We get them packed to go, come home and enjoy
them with a soda and wafers. This way it is even better.
(This blog was first published 2 years back. I am reblogging it for the simple reason that the issues still remain very relevant for us.)
14th May 2015
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