The television and me...

People often complain about the lack of television at the place where I reside. Few days back, a friend of mine literally brought a television set home and I had to convince him to take it back. In fact, I do not hate television. I enjoy watching it.

Earlier, there were days when we never watched television. Those days were the best in our life. I found time to make crafts works, do paintings, write stories and poems, and read a lot. My mother used to do plenty of cooking and gardening. We had a well-maintained lawn at home with white roses planted around. It was such a pleasant sight to see them. My sister too found time to draw, read books and so on.

I am back to 'television-less' days and find time to do things. I feel active once again. On thinking a little deeper about this, it’s solely my fault. If you are passionate about something, you will find time to do it (irrespective of the presence of television sets at your home).

Acknowledging the fact, let me tell you one thing. I am not in a mood to buy a television at home. It’s because I enjoy walking through the empty spaces at home and the silence it gives. It gives much peace than you can ever imagine. I would like to sustain my days little longer this way.

PS: The reason for this post is the long conversation I had with the girl next cubicle today.