Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Sticky notes..20 years ago..

Tharini's mention of putting sticky notes in tiffin of her son in a post that I read today morning reminded me of something that I used to do as kid. I was probably about 11-12 year then. Which dates this memory to the year 1986-1987...almost 20 years ago.

Anyhow not to deviate from the memory I'm talking about, I used to put such notes in my Dad's lunch box. But the idea behind putting notes by Tharini and those of mine were totally different. I used to put notes in Appa's (my papa) lunch box to remind him to bring our comics/magazines such as 'Nandan' or 'Chandamama' or 'Tinkle' or 'Archies' or 'Tintin' or 'Phantom' or 'Mandrake' etc. He used to get us one comic every week. And the day he would bring them, would be a day of rejoicing for us as well as for fights. Fights because me and my younger sister would fight as to who will get to read it first. :D

I clearly remember why I first started this putting-a-note-in-lunch box. It had happened so that Appa forgot to bring the comic in a particular week for 2 consecutive days. And when I would prod him as to why he didn't get he would say he forgot. And I would be so glum and sad the entire evening as I had been waiting for it with such anticipation.

So one fine day this idea of putting a note on his lunch box struck me and it worked like magic! And I remember when Appa came back home that evening and handed over the comic to me he had a big grin on his face as he was quite amused of the way I thought of reminding him to bring it.

This became a ritual soon but then the usage was diversified from just using it as a reminder for bringing comics.

So when I read Tharini's mention of putting notes in tiffin I had this big big smile on my face and it made me walk down the memory lane when I was a kid myself. Don't we all feel so happy reminscing about such simple yet sweet memories from the past? :D

13 comments:

  1. :) the only notes i have recieved is found on the windshield of my car when i come out of the house to go to work : a parking ticket from the friendly neighbourhood police man...

    maybe in years to come, my son will surprise me...i really wudnt mind that..

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  2. Loved the idea...so intelligent of you ..esp 20 years back..then stickies were not popular as they are today :)

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  3. So nice to read this post..its taking me back to the golden era of amar chitra katha and tinkle

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  4. Sweet!Brought back fond memories of archies,mandrakes and of course amar chitra kathas.Now i enjoy them WITH my kids!

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  5. You bet! That's the sweetest memory I have ever heard. How delighted ur Dad must have been to see that note. How very fondly he must have thought of u then! I'm so glad my note triggered this off. *Pat on the back for a job well done, Tharini.* :D

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  6. This is really sweet! These form precious memories to hold on to...

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  7. Very sweet indeed!
    Yes, some memories are so precious :)

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  8. That is so utterly sweet. :). Love the reminders of happy childhood. :)

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  9. That's a lovely memory from 20 years ago!

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  10. @all: thanks..even I felt so wonderful inside when I recalled it. But then I also felt a bit strange (or shall I say old?) when I figured the memory was from 20 YEARS ago!! :P

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