#SoCS March 14/2020

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wire.” Use “wire” as a noun or a verb or any way you’d like. Enjoy!

The word wire brought to mind telegraph wires. I remember those days when my parents became apprehensive if the postman said there was a telegram for them. In those days a telegram usually meant bad news. But people sent their good wishes through telegrams. I still have all those telegrams people sent for our wedding 😊 in 1982. There used to be a set of phrases that we could send. Unnecessary words meant waste of money.

The receiving of telegraph messages was a familiar sound in post offices. I remember that day when we were in the post office and the post master told us that telegrams were soon to become a part of history. Telephone wires were becoming more popular and more convenient than telegraph wires. People could talk to each other, but still they were expensive. I remember my father-in-law always telling that we should talk to the point over the phone 😊. But now we prefer talking to people because writing letters is a forgotten art. And somehow it seems more personal than WhatsApp messages.

Wireless technology made its appearance sometime in 2002 in our place. In the initial days we found it very funny listening to people talk to others on the roads or somewhere in the public. The different stages of mobile phones in our life will be an interesting study. Now they have become such an important part of our lives that we worry if we do not have it at all times. It is sad to see people in groups talking to someone far away and not with each other. We have so much at our fingertips. My father-in-law was filled with wonder about the changes that have happened in life. He will be 95 soon. He used to say that in the first fifty years of his life there were hardly any changes, life went on as it had for generations.

But in many ways I believe in the words of Alphonse Karr, ‘The more things change, the more they stay the same.’😊


( The words in ink were written by my father to identify who had sent the telegrams.)



By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle. We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating. I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too. Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. I go to the Home for the Mentally challenged in our campus twice a week. I have been going there since 2011. The members are an important part of my life. I did not go there last year. There have been so many changes in our life, we will always remember the year 2020. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made life so much more richer.

1 comment

  1. Yes, it’s very sad to see people all talking to somebody they already know rather than making new friends.
    And the people who walk along the street talking to a phone. Even now, my first thought is always “Poor thing. They must be mad.”


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