It has always amazed me how we humans have an affinity towards inanimate objects. Sometimes this feeling grows with time. Today I would like to talk about one such affinity of my childhood days.
Our earlier kitchen refrigerator was a 165 liter capacity model, which was about 5 feet tall. Dad had purchased it approximately 24 years ago, when I was only 4 years old, and just over a feet tall. It was kept in the kitchen, and apart from that refrigerator, no other kitchen furniture or appliance was more than 3 feet tall at best, which meant that I could make out what all was kept on top of those things. But the world on top of the refrigerator was sort of enigmatic, because the only way I could reach it was by standing on a stool or something similar.
I remember asking mom everyday what she used to keep on top of the refrigerator. Obviously whatever she kept there wasn’t a national secret or anything, but we often have strange curiosities when we are that young. As years went by, I grew tall, but until I reach a height of 5 feet, the ‘top’ of the refrigerator always remained sort of a mystery. Later, of course, once I could see the refrigerator top clearly it ceased to remain a puzzle. All the childhood curiosities quickly faded away, and the refrigerator continued to serve our family for a long long time.
Over time it started causing some performance issues and last week we decided to replace it with a new, bigger 340 liter refrigerator model. They delivered the new piece yesterday but as they were taking away the old one, I just felt as if they were also taking away some part of my prized childhood with them.
The irony is that the new one is about 6 and a half feet tall. I am at about 5 feet 8 inches. This means that I won’t be able to see the top of the refrigerator even today.. and at this age people will mock at me if I stand up a stool to check out this new world! Childhood.. reloaded!!