When there was no mobile phone

You may remember it or not, believe it or not, but there was no mobile phone in our country until thirty years ago.

This is reminiscent of the days when there was no internet. However, the boys tried hard to spoil themselves and would buy books like "Main Bari Bar Kesi Biki'' and "Main Babar The Age Bey Geert Tha" from the stalls and stalls of books and magazines, and would bring them to the Nafe. They used to read it in secret, just as good deeds are hidden, and these books were discarded just as good deeds are. In other words, naked obscenity was not widespread. Especially during the period of Zia-ul-Haq, the reading of such books should also be considered as resistance, when the heroine in the dramas was wearing a dupatta and the newscaster was telling lies with her head covered.thrown into the river.

In other words, naked obscenity was not widespread. Especially during the period of Zia-ul-Haq, the reading of such books should also be considered as resistance, when the heroine in the dramas was wearing a dupatta and the newscaster was telling lies with her head covered.

Due to the lack of internet, one had to read newspapers and books to get news and information. As there is no place for "comment" in the newspaper like on the websites, so the readers should verbally abuse the newspaper and the journalist giving the news when the news against their beloved leader and political party is published. could, that is, there was no reasonable arrangement for immediate access to the materials.

As for books and periodicals, they certainly increased knowledge, but a person used to get acquainted with the fact that it is not necessary to have every philosophical saying of Khalil Gibran, every ill-conceived poem of Allama Iqbal and every humorous phrase of Mushtaq Yousufi. The rise of social media on the internet made this acquaintance a mental shock but also increased the greatness of these personalities many times, so now the new generation thinks that these three men were just talking about work.

The rest of the writers, poets and comedians were in 'aeroplane mode' or 'charging'. Another important source of knowledge and sharing of information was the squats, thugs and street corners, where news and information passed from chest to chest to ear to ear, no "community standard" could stand in the way, neither Satan nor Mark Zuckerberg could stop it. It seems that Satan was not so busy these days.

This was the era when VCRs were rented for entertainment and then the entire family would watch three to four Indian movies one after the other while waking up awake and drowsy and squinting their eyes to collect the full rent. A member of the house would sit alertly holding the remote control in his hand without a sensor board, whenever there was a scene contrary to the prevailing ethics in the house, he forced his heart to press the button of the remote control and drove it away.

If the friends of film lovers gather, then in three films the hero's sister's honour will be saved, the camera will move away when the social distance of the hero-heroine is over, and the towel of the young lady who is bathing in a scene will be stopped from sliding to quench the thirst. A fourth film was a must watch. The viewers used to suppress his voice by becoming a dictator and considering this film as the public. Now after listening to the speech of a political figure, it is known that the actors of such films used to arrange flour for their countrymen in exchange for clothes.

Yes, this is the time when there were no private channels. So the politicians had to fight each other under their own support without any anchor. There was a PTV whose policy was to watch what was being shown or else go to hell. Barring a few dramas and programmes, PTV broadcasts were such that many viewers preferred to go to hell.

The broadcast of the official channel starts in the evening and ends at 12 midnight. People used to watch PTV's dramas with great interest, these dramas were so fascinating that the viewers used to watch the news as a drama, and turned to BBC radio to know the situation of the country.

Remember, these were the days when there were no social websites like Facebook, Twitter and WhatsApp, it took a lot of time to spread lies from chest to chest and to express your displeasure, unfollow or unfriend. They used to show their displeasure by being unconcerned when needed, by flatly refusing to provide items such as bicycles and irons and fans and cots when guests came.

Due to not being mobile, the fingers were so free that even after cleaning one's nose and scratching one's head at leisure, one was left wondering what to do with them now. Many women used their fingers to pick lice from each other's heads. Historians say that while performing this service, innumerable head lice were left as they were, not that these women were convinced of discrimination and discrimination in lice like investigative and accountability institutions, their thinking was to kill all. So what will be left to do?

In the pre-mobile era, it was very difficult to contact, call and send messages. When it comes to love, it becomes more difficult. There were three means of communication, waiting in the street or outside the classroom, letter and line phone. Consider that the time spent waiting on a mobile phone was many times longer than it takes today, and the meeting was as short as the time it takes to write a message. Writing a letter was a chore, and even more so was quoting poetry to impress a lover.

In those days, it was not considered necessary to write the names of Iqbal and Faraz with the poem, because even the semi-literate lover knew that "I should break a glass full of roses with a stone. If I do not get a reply to the letter, I should stop writing the letter, Faraz." "There is no way Faraz's poetry can be written and if Faraz hears this, he will break his head or break the writer's head." As for the line phone, it had its own difficulties of communication.

It had to be seen at what times the beloved's father and beloved's brothers were not at home, skill in keeping the voice low during speech was essential, seeing the "youth" speaking in such a low voice, the family thought that maybe Whispering on the phone, "We have to fight a real freedom war", hovering around the phone like sugar at the appointed time waiting for the call, and as soon as the bell rings, pounce like a hungry wolf and pick up the call. In such a situation, if Mehbooba's aunt Mahmoodah calls instead, "Aunt! A political statement of ``Ami Tu Gaye Hui Hai'' was released. The heart would have been satisfied that whoever lied, Ammi had really gone to another room.

In that era, due to the lack of mobile screens, people sitting next to each other had to look at each other's faces. It was not careless that relatives and friends living far away are looking online, liking and sharing and posting statuses, so what is the need to contact them! Then, after some time, one had to write a letter to find out about the status of relatives living in other cities and countries. Even on Eid-ul-Fitr, the facility of congratulating all the loved ones and acquaintances with one click was not available, so one had to go through the hassle of selecting, buying and sending the Eid card by writing on it.

So, this was the pre-mobile era, how difficult it was, now how easy it is, you should be happy in this ease, why did these eyes get moist!