Musings of a Man

Hey there! Don't get fooled by the title...there is no mansplaining in this blog! Just my thoughts as a Man/Regular person. These days one can never be sure of what the reader might assume of the writer. There are so many new concepts about gender, identity, acceptance that I as a millennial am forever lost. Yes, I am a grandpa to all the younglins out there. I am from a time, when we used to have wired gaming controllers, had video cassettes in questionable quality, television sets equal to my body weight and TV programs/movies with schedules published in the newspaper a day prior (wow, just writing it here is making me feel old).

Now all of that seems so antiquated. Yet, there is a certain charm about it. And no, I am not going to bore you with another "oldie goes down the memory lane" kind of post. I want to so bad though. There is something "new" everyday. From new mobiles with the 200 MP cameras (yes its true!) to new cars with driverless technologies, to detergent powder with stain magnets (whatever the hell that means), everybody is falling for "new".

With the world having come out of the dreaded pandemic, people seem to have found a renewed loved for New. #YOLO right? New places to explore, new recipes to try, new people to date (staying cooped with the same person has not brought out the best in everyone), people are on the hunt for the next best thing, the next "adventure", the next something that gives them some semblance of control in their lives. Though it is easy to sympathize with those folks, it is even easier to just see how dumb we as a civilization are becoming. If anything, the pandemic has taught me to value the Old. The old fridge which is still chugging on 15 years after its purchase leaving me with zero stress, the old friends who catch up once in a blue moon and crack lame jokes, the old car that does not have touch screens or gesture controls (seriously, how do these people drive?), the old couch which you don't care about much but can guarantee a good night's sleep when your wife kicks you out of the bedroom. Ah the good life!

Old for me means reliability, an assurance that things will be fine and the same as they were before. Old means comfort. Doesn't mean I don't like new. I love taking new routes when I go for my morning walks. I still love discovering new music though I am finding this more and more difficult with the passage of time. I love sending those new recipe videos to my wife so that she can cook me something new. Before all the social justice warriors pick up their arms, let me clarify; I do the dishes.

I think this is all there is to this blog. Remember when I said "I am not going to bore you with another "oldie goes down the memory lane" kind of post" ?

Well, I fooled you!