There was a time when evenings carried a quiet rhythm — the blue flicker of a Doordarshan screen, the scent of dinner from every home, and the echo of a theme song that belonged to all of us.
“Doordarshan ke Din” is more than a book; it is an elegy for an era, a collection of memories woven with tenderness and truth.
Through lyrical prose and heartfelt observation, Titus Kujur resurrects the pulse of a bygone India — a world of inland letters and telegrams, of bazaars thick with coriander and dust, of friendships forged over mess food and train journeys. It is a remembrance of patience, of wonder, of belonging — of a nation that once gathered, not online, but around a single broadcast that united millions.
This is not a history. Not nostalgia dressed in comfort.
It is a love letter to what was lost — and what still lingers.
A tribute to the ache of memory, to the fading glow of evenings that once belonged to Doordarshan.
For everyone who remembers, and everyone who wishes they had.






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