I was glad when Dad bought our first TV. Life would never be the same again and soon I was so addicted to the idiot box that living without it became unfathomable. While the family gathered for dinner each night at the round dining table, I would sit alone on the couch in the drawing room to watching TV simultaneously.
Pune and Ranchi realized the unfathomable as I didn't have a TV to visually feast upon daily. Life was live and real again. Bangalore was doing good until the good old TV rejoined us.
Things are starkly different this time around. I hardly have access to the remote control, the channels being viewed almost 24/7 hardly cater to my tastes and it's the others who are ardent viewers - I actively shun it.
One thing remains alike though: my solitude during dinner. While the folks gather around the TV during dinner (it would be torturous on me), I stay alone in my room focused on Andromeda. Ironical, isn't it? Though eating and surfing don't go along well, I manage. Streaming videos from Click Online and DD Live News run smoothly without any hiccups and keep me engrossed.