The New Year has come, let’s quickly buy greeting cards. Flowers, heroes and heroines, and folding cards. Dhagdhamali will be written on them. Folding cards for best friends and 50-cent hero-heroine greetings that were used to be friends. Just like the childish mind had divided among friends. Then they would start talking among themselves and writing Dhagdhamali.
When the New Year came, I remember being very excited as a child. With 3-4 days to go until the New Year, we would steal a penny or two from our father’s pocket and run to the bookstore. Then we would buy greeting cards of our choice. Plain, folding, cards with heroes and heroines, and so many funny garlands.
And as if the friend did not know, the greetings will be kept in his bag, if not in his account, between the books. And two days later, the Ganaheb card. Who has received how many greetings? That will show who has the most friends. It was truly a moment of joy.
Childhood is over. In our busy lives, it seems like the small joys of our lives have been lost somewhere. There is no excitement for the New Year, or why we do not feel that joy in our hearts. When we look back, childhood dances before our eyes. Now we do not have time to sit with friends. Everyone is obsessed with building a career. But the moments that really make the heart happy are those childhood days.
By the middle of December, greetings were starting to be bought. All this work was just to say ‘Happy New Year’ to a friend. Nowadays, New Year messages reach a friend in just a few seconds. But there is no more excitement in them. Mobile messages have left greetings far behind. Just as we have left behind our childhood days. Those days were lost like greeting cards. Only the golden moments remained in the memory folder.
