Communication in the good old days:

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1960’s.

Though our city was the capital of the state, there was only one “Trunk Call” office in this big city!

We had to go down from our residence to the heart of our city - nearly six kms – to make an outstation phone-call!

You go there, book your call and join the waiting people! The man at the counter would go on trying different waiting numbers, turn by turn. He would announce your name when the connection is through. Till that time you wait and wait .... May be half an hour; may be two hours!

How a youngster of today would digest such hassles of the past!

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