LeMoN's WorLD

Some days in life never really become old. Years pass, we grow up, and life gets busier, but whenever we think about those school days of our childhood, it somehow feels like it all happened just yesterday. Every morning, we would wake up to our mother's voice.                     “Wake up! You're getting late for school!” With sleepy eyes, getting out of bed felt like the first battle of the day. Somehow, we would wash our face, put on our school uniform, comb our hair, put on our shoes, and get ready with our school bag. Sometimes we couldn't find a notebook. Sometimes we forgot to tie our shoelaces properly. And at the very last moment, Mom would put the lunch box inside our school bag. ( Then began the journey to school.) The familiar faces on the way, meeting our friends, walking together, and finally reaching school—all of it had a special kind of happiness. ❤️ Those Classroom Days ❤️ As soon as we reached school, the chatting with...

 "Do you remember a time when Sundays didn't start with scrolling through Instagram, but with the familiar, rhythmic tune of Doordarshan? Before high-speed internet and streaming apps took over our lives, Sunday was the only day that belonged entirely to the family. If you grew up in an Indian middle-class household during the 1990's, you know exactly what I mean. Let’s take a nostalgic trip down memory lane and relive a classic 90s Sunday morning—a beautiful, slower time filled with the scent of hot puris, the rustle of the newspaper, and pure, unfiltered family love." The year is 1996. There are no mobile phones, no internet, and no 24-hour cartoon channels. Sunday is the most anticipated day of the week.Here is a look back at a classic 90's Sunday morning in a traditional Indian middle-class household, featuring Mummy, Papa, their 10-year-old son, and 8-year-old daughter . 1. The Doordarshan Rush (7:00 AM) The Routine : The brother and sister wake up early wit...