While the adults fretted and waited, we children would rush out of the house. Nothing but DD across the vast expanse of television. There was no remote control to be fought over, no other channel that you could turn to for respite. I remembered those days from what now seems like an age ago when DD would often get its act wrong and the grownups would fume and wait for the problem to be rectified. In the 10 minutes I spent staring at the screen, re-living the nostalgia for all it was worth, the mandarins at DD were gracious enough to show me that frame with the cartoon, Rukawat ke liye khed hai. The quality of the programming was as it used to be 30 years ago. The production effects had remained unchanged. It was weird yet strangely comforting to see the old and once-familiar fixture on TV. I was surfing through the TV channels last week when I happened to catch sight of Doordarshan (DD), the only channel on our TV sets all through the ’70s, ’80s and early ’90s.
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