I brought a utensil today. It’s a big aluminium tumbler to boil water and I did something which was very unusual, for the shopkeeper at least. I asked him to engrave my name on it. Cool, isn’t it? But this was a custom many years back. I remember my parents getting their names engraved on the new utensils they bought. This was around 30 years ago. Now-a-days no one cares to do so. Earlier, they used to do it so that the utensil doesn’t get lost because in the olden times, there was lots of sharing between neighbors.
Now, times have changed. With the internet, the far away world has come just in front of the eye but the next-door family has gone far. Now-a-days people don’t have time for themselves, what will they share?
I remember mother engraved my name on a small glass in which I used to drink milk. I still have that glass with me. Hence, today I deliberately wanted to follow the same custom, just to keep it alive, at least in my heart.
Today, all such trivial customs are dying and it’s on us, whether to keep it alive or declare it dead.