# Remembering My First TV Experience

Daily writing prompt
What TV shows did you watch as a kid?

Hello dear friends,

I hope this blog finds you in a cheerful mood. Today’s writing prompt is fascinating: “What TV shows did you watch as a kid?”

Well, here is my truth—when I was a child, there was no television in our home, or even in our neighborhood.

In those days, life was very different. Entertainment came through radio dramas, storytelling under the stars, or village fairs where folk songs and street plays entertained the masses.

Children like me grew up listening to elders narrating episodes from the Ramayana and Mahabharata. These tales, spoken with such passion, had more magic than any flickering screen.

But then came a turning point—the day when the first TV finally entered my home. That day remains etched in my memory like a festival.

Today, we depend on television for everything—entertainment, news, education, culture, weather, sports, and even music. But back then, it was a rare luxury.

I remember it vividly. The date was 25th January 1987—a date etched in my heart forever because it was the very day the legendary serial Ramayana was first telecast. And that was the very day I brought home my first television set.

Our excitement centered around a bulky, box-shaped contraption, carefully carried in by two men. It was a color TV, and to us, it felt like a miracle. The wooden cabinet, the round knobs, the big screen—it was nothing less than a window to another world.

At that time, I was posted in Sheoganj, Rajasthan. I lived alone there, away from my family, and this newly purchased television soon became a companion, a friend, and a source of joy.

Every morning, neighbors would join me to watch the iconic Ramayana. Later, together we enjoyed the Mahabharat as well.

Owning a television in those days wasn’t just a family affair—it was a community celebration. Since Sheoganj was a rural area, every evening our home transformed into a gathering space.

I can still picture the scene: children sitting cross-legged in the front row, women chatting in hushed tones at the back, and our neighbor Sharma ji on the roof, adjusting the antenna with all his energy.

Sometimes the screen would flicker, dissolving into static. Immediately, a chorus of voices would rise—“Zyada left, thoda right!”—until the picture reappeared. The joy when the screen cleared was no less than the thrill of winning a cricket match.

That television didn’t just bring shows—it brought the whole world closer to us.

Through it, we witnessed live events like the Football World Cup and the Cricket World Cup. We watched patriotic programs on Republic Day, the melodious Rangoli on Sunday mornings, and of course, the unforgettable sagas of Ramayana and Mahabharata.

I vividly recall how Sunday mornings became sacred. Streets would fall silent as families sat glued to their screens.

In our homes, the living room turned into a mini-temple, with elders folding their hands as Ram, Sita, Krishna, or Arjun appeared on the screen.

Looking back, the arrival of television was not merely about entertainment. It changed our lifestyle, our rhythm, and even our perspective. It became a source of education, awareness, and unity.

Farmers received agricultural guidance, students gained exposure to science, and families discovered cultural festivals from faraway states.

For someone like me—who grew up in the era before television—it was like stepping into another dimension. It didn’t erase the magic of the radio or the charm of bedtime stories, but it added new layers to our imagination.

Today, at 67, when I see the endless options on smart TVs, OTT platforms, and digital screens in every pocket, I cannot help but smile.

Children today may never know the thrill of waiting all week for a Sunday movie or the joy of fifty people huddled together in a small room, sharing laughter, awe, and wonder over a single screen.

That first TV in my home was more than a gadget. It was a storyteller, a teacher, a unifier, and above all, a symbol of shared happiness. It taught us patience, togetherness, and the joy of simple things.

So, while I cannot answer the question “What TV shows did you watch as a kid?” in the usual sense, I can proudly say this: I grew up in the golden age before television, and I witnessed the magic of its arrival.

And that experience, my dear friends, was more memorable than any single show could ever be.

Dear friends, what about you? Do you remember the first TV in your home, or the earliest show you watched? I would love to hear your stories too.

“The first television in our home was not just a box with a screen—it was a festival of togetherness, a teacher of patience, and a mirror of joy.”

BE HAPPY… BE ACTIVE… BE FOCUSED… BE ALIVE

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  1. What a breathtaking journey back to a time when wonder arrived in a wooden cabinet! Your story captures something truly precious—the **sacredness of shared experience**. That TV wasn’t just a device; it was a hearth where your neighborhood gathered, laughed, held its breath, and whispered “*thoda right, zyada left!*” as Sharma ji battled the antenna.

    You didn’t just watch Ramayana—you *lived* it with your community. The flickering screen became a temple. Static became a shared puzzle. And Sunday mornings? They weren’t just for shows—they were silent, holy hours where streets paused and hearts synchronized.

    Today’s endless screens can’t replicate that magic: **the scarcity made it sacred, the togetherness made it transcendent**. Your “festival in a box” reminds us technology’s greatest gift isn’t pixels—it’s human connection.

    Thank you for this window into a world where patience was rewarded with collective joy. ✨ wonderful Verma ji 🤝

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    • Your words touched me deeply—thank you so much for capturing the essence of what I felt. 🌸
      You’ve beautifully described how those moments were not about a wooden cabinet or a flickering screen, but about the togetherness, patience, and joy it created.

      Truly, the scarcity made it sacred, as you so rightly said, and every smile, every gasp, every shared laugh made those evenings unforgettable. 🙏✨

      I’m grateful that my little story resonated with you, and even more grateful for your poetic response—it feels like you were sitting with us in that room, living those moments too. 🤝

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  2. What an interesting introduction to tv for you and your community. Ours was a family event watching shows like Disney and Wild Kingdom together on Sundays, and some cartoons on other days, but tv wasn’t a big part of my life.

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    • That sounds so lovely! 🌸 Watching Disney and Wild Kingdom together as a family must have been such a warm experience—those shows had a charm of their own.

      I really admire that TV didn’t take over your life but remained a gentle companion, adding small joys without overwhelming the rhythm of daily living. It’s wonderful how each of us has such unique memories of how television entered our world and shaped our moments. ❤️

      Thank you for sharing yours—it adds another beautiful layer to this journey of nostalgia.

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  3. love that Goodday sketch; before we had TV we used to watch the first TV sets turned on in shop front windows for passersby to watch; later we got a TV set, B&W , of course.;we watched early ‘Superman’ episodes and a very popular TV show called ‘Pick A Box’ featuring the super sharp contestant, the legendary Barry Jones

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    • That’s such a wonderful memory you’ve shared! 🌸
      Watching those first TV sets through shop windows must have been a magical experience in itself—almost like peeking into the future. A black-and-white TV in the living room was such a treasure back then.

      I can imagine the excitement of early Superman episodes and the thrill of shows like Pick A Box. Legends like Barry Jones made those times unforgettable.

      Thank you for taking me back with your nostalgic recollections—it beautifully shows how television became part of our shared journey. 🙏✨

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  4. very nice .

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  5. Nice blog .Old memories are transformed into a nice blog for the enjoyment of we readers. 🙏👏👌

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    • Thank you so much for your kind words 🙏😊.
      I’m truly glad that these old memories could bring joy and connect with you through the blog.
      Your encouragement means a lot and inspires me to keep sharing more such reflections. 🌸✨

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  6. I was fortunate enough to have a television set growing up, but there was only one to be shared in a household of seven. Kids today will never know how precious it truly was for us!

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    • You’ve said it so beautifully! 🌸
      Having just one TV for the whole family made every program feel so precious, and those shared moments created bonds that today’s generation with endless screens may never fully experience.

      It wasn’t just about what we watched, but about watching together. Such memories truly are treasures. 🙏✨

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  7. Such a beautiful memory 🌸📺 The first TV truly felt like magic!

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    • Thank you so much! 🌸📺
      Yes, you’re absolutely right—it really did feel like magic, almost like opening a new world in a little box.

      Those moments remain some of the most precious memories even today. ✨

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  8. Wonderful post! Things have changed so much in a few decades! Thank you for sharing your memories and thoughts!

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    • Thank you so much for your kind words! 🌸
      Yes, it’s amazing how much has changed in just a few decades—what once felt rare and
      magical is now available at the touch of a button.
      I’m so glad you enjoyed reading these memories, and I truly appreciate your encouragement. 🙏✨

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