Are we really losing as we are gaining?

I, somehow, am not liking the world we live in today or maybe I have turned really old to be reminiscing good old days. 

Days when a Sunday morning family special brunch was more valuable than anything and likewise the once-a-month extended family dinner. The unmatched excitement after sighting the monotonous DD circles oozing the quaint music, which of course came after anxiously staring at the multi-colored vertical lines for hours. Or feeling like the luckiest person to have your favorite song on Chitrahaar or to have an Amitabh Bachchan movie on the weekend. Sneakily crunching an ‘almost’ entire packet of uncooked Maggi with your cousin and the new found bliss to be allowed an extra hour to play ‘hot and cold’ in the lane outside your house. Stuffed in a Fiat car with food and frisbees, there were the India Gate picnic outings. Devotedly waiting for Saturday nights to accompany mom and dad to friends’ get together for interesting storytelling sessions from an uncle.    

We lived in the moment and enjoyed the smallest things. 

Today, we meet people and excessively discuss about money, material things, yearn for better ‘things’ that we should have in the future and what other people are doing wrong, intermittently swiping our mobiles. Our minds are anywhere but in that moment. 

I have to admit that I am way too habituated to all the technological changes to wish for good old days to be back. But I do wish that we can be present in the moments we experience, appreciate experiences and be able to remember them someday.