That First Email

Do you remember you very first email that you sent?

I do. The year was 1996 I think. Or 1997 maybe. I had never used the internet before but was eagerly waiting for it. I wanted to send a quick email to someone, anyone and I chose a cousin sister who lived in the UK. So I went to this place where they offered internet browsing but it was so expensive back then. So instead I asked them if I could send an email to a relative using their business email id. They said sure and I typed a small email that was like 2 or 3 sentences and one of the guys there showed me how to send it.

I must have spent about 10-15 minutes talking with the people who run the store when they told me that there was a reply back from my cousin so I got it printed out and paid for the time spent and left. My cousin had written a paragraph or two about she, her brothers and sisters were and enquired about my family and other relatives back here in India. I read it back home and showed it to my mom as well.

How things have changed since then! Also I no longer talk to that cousin, neither do the rest of my relatives speak to her or her family either.

6 Year Old

You get to be a 6-year-old kid again for one day and one day only — plan your perfect 24 hours. Where do you go, what do you do, and with whom?

Where’s the nearest candy store? Where’s the nearest water fountain? Where’s the nearest children’s park and rollercoaster and theme park and water parks? Where’s the tv, I wanna watch cartoons all day? Where’s the nearest toy store and the nearest playground?

I wanna run like mad and play football with a bunch of other 6 year olds and yell “boys rule, girls drool” at the little girls and stick my tongue out at them and pat my butt at them! :) Hehehe, no I won’t do that. I might yell that stuff at them though :D

What else can I do for just one day? I dunno. I might tried after all that so I will probably fall asleep by 8pm.

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