One runs the risk of being branded as status quoist if one talked of nostalgia beyond a limit. For nostalgia instead of taking you to the future takes you back to the past. But the trend today is to talk of returning to the future and looking forward to the past. In other words, future and past would seem to have been liberated from the clutches of tense (time). I would not quite know what would be the status of present today; or, whether present too has been liberated from the clutches of tense. But yet, nostalgia is not acceptable in its entirety. We cannot allow it untrammelled freedom. Therefore, I choose nostalgia in instalments.
The first instalment is here. When young, I was introduced to the taste of Lopchu. Its aroma is unforgettable. It has not compromised with this aroma for decades and one sip of it will bring you the same joy it brought you decades ago. It will, provided you get the real Lopchu. Market is so full of spurious things that possibilities are you will never get the genuine thing. Therefore, you will not get the aroma you have grown up with. But chances are you will get the real Lopchu too. And so you will have the satisfaction of relishing the aroma. This is my nostalgic moment. It comes in instalments, and comes in great measure. I fondly cling to that.
The first instalment is here. When young, I was introduced to the taste of Lopchu. Its aroma is unforgettable. It has not compromised with this aroma for decades and one sip of it will bring you the same joy it brought you decades ago. It will, provided you get the real Lopchu. Market is so full of spurious things that possibilities are you will never get the genuine thing. Therefore, you will not get the aroma you have grown up with. But chances are you will get the real Lopchu too. And so you will have the satisfaction of relishing the aroma. This is my nostalgic moment. It comes in instalments, and comes in great measure. I fondly cling to that.
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