I remember a time when dinners used to center on conversations;
When Dinner table conversations would bring families together,
And when what was spoken at the table used to be way more
Important than what was being eaten. Food was for the soul then.
That was a time when we grew up in the absence of social media
But we flourished in the presence of our parents and family.
Food was neither ordered from outside nor cooked by the cook.
We savored every mouthful because it was cooked by Mum.
We grew up; we matured in these dinner time conversations.
Mum would discuss the house woes and the rising costs.
Dad would talk about his day and ask us about our school.
We siblings would tell anecdotes of school or from play.
Families actually came together during these conversations.
They actually communicated verbally sans an electronic aid.
Oh Yes! Such was the time of our childhood, it was simpler
It was a time that I miss in my chaotic life that I lead today.
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