First published in Word Worth: World magazine of ideas and arts, September 2008, Vol 8, No.9
My Life Without T.V.
A childhood without television may be inconceivable today – but that’s how I
grew up. And no, I wasn’t a deprived child; none of the inhabitants of the small Indian
towns I grew up in owned a T.V. In the absence of canned entertainment,
children had to get imaginative with their time between homework and school. We
organized cultural shows and fetes, invited the adults and charged them for ‘tickets.’
We investigated our fields and forests. We raided fruit orchards. And we read –
voraciously, competitively – competing for the number of books we read, how fast,
and how big the words were. Read the full essay here.
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