The Last Generation That Lived Before the Scroll (My Old-soul Twinkle)
Disclaimer: “My Old-soul Twinkle,” is my heartfelt attempt to capture the endless stream of thoughts racing through my mind. At times, these musings may seem confusing—or even a little "out there"—but I genuinely welcome your counterpoints and insights. Dive in and share your thoughts. Sometimes I feel like the 1980s and 90s had a secret ingredient . No, life was not perfect back then. People had problems. Families argued. Jobs were stressful. Money was often tight. But somehow, those grainy photographs of the era reflects that the emotions were real. Old stories from grandparents make the relationships felt less edited. Smiles were not waiting for likes. Friendships did not need Wi-Fi to survive. Back then, if someone visited our house, they actually came to meet us with no background of where we had gone for lunch, or about our last trip. They just visited, and we had so much to share and talk and discuss. Just a ringing doorbell and papa shouting, “ dekho kaun aya hai ” . ...