Communication

At one time there was only the Trunk Call for long distance calls. A greatly awaited event. The whole locality knew when one was on the Trunk Call line. It involved a fair degree of screaming.

Then came the Lightning Calls and PP Calls and what not.

Parallel to the Trunk Call days was the daily post....the postman. And sometimes the telegram.

In time, came the STD. Subscribers Trunk Dialing. Direct dialing. Anywhere. No screaming.

With this came the Internet and the computer.

One had to look for phone booths and STD centres to call home. Keeping in mind the metre rates. Computer access and Internet access was not easy either. One had to steal a few minutes of Net time at work to check and send personal emails. This too had a charm.

Now everyone has a laptop with wifi facilities. A mobile phone. Yet, communication is prioritised.

Calls are not taken. Not returned. A call taken may mean a snarl over the phone. One is left with the feeling '......perhaps i shouldn't have called.' Email access is ever so easy. Yet, mails are not answered. Ignored.

I long for the good old Trunk Call days, with the postie coming twice a day.