‘The Times they are a changing’ is my favourite song sung by Bob Dylan. The song was more about relationships. But times have to change for every little thing. However every generation thinks they wouldn’t change to this extent.
Let us have a small comparison of the differences three generations has seen. Say between my grandfather and me. He heard a radio late in his life. So how was life without a radio? Sparse books, late edition newspapers, horse driven cart, no fan, cow dung floors (a big part of India still has this flooring). It must be a lot of solitude under banyan trees and cool thick walled temples. Far from the din of today’s chattering wheels and internet shops we need to think who is living fuller! But let us leave that to some other day.