Being born at the time of the advent of technology has its perks- talking to people who are thousands of miles away, seeing faces of those even further, getting books and books worth of information in a single click- the list is never ending. But growing up with this boon makes it a curse at times too. This isn't another boring article on the cons of technology; we have enough knowledge on that topic (which we choose to ignore). This is about the base of the seven deadly sins: obsession.
We are so obsessed with our phones, that it has become but an extension of our being now. Our feelings, thoughts, actions- everything resides in it, like a portrait of our experiences visible to the world. So naturally, when your lifeline is cut off, you are lost.
A few days ago, my phone 's battery got spoilt; it wouldn't come on.
Can you imagine my misery?
My bag felt heavy with the corpse of the phone weighting it down, for it really was dead weight. I went around feeling incomplete, as though a part of me had gone amiss. At night, going about my usual routine, I felt like I was forgetting something. I realized with shock that it was my ritual of checking my messages before sleeping.
We are so obsessed with our phones, that it has become but an extension of our being now. Our feelings, thoughts, actions- everything resides in it, like a portrait of our experiences visible to the world. So naturally, when your lifeline is cut off, you are lost.
A few days ago, my phone 's battery got spoilt; it wouldn't come on.
Can you imagine my misery?
My bag felt heavy with the corpse of the phone weighting it down, for it really was dead weight. I went around feeling incomplete, as though a part of me had gone amiss. At night, going about my usual routine, I felt like I was forgetting something. I realized with shock that it was my ritual of checking my messages before sleeping.
It's rather funny: we used to listen to music or read a nice book at bedtime, so our dreams would be filled with fantastical creatures and adventures plausible only in our imagination. Now, however, we are too busy replying to texts and filling our heads with unnecessary clutter. And you ask why I have a dreamcatcher.
That being said, technology has its more-than-obvious perks. I was left stranded at the market for 30 minutes, clutching my phone and hoping for a miracle, before I finally used someone else's phone to contact my mother to come and pick me up.
Yet, that seems like a small price to pay for a day of peace. Everyday, I complain about the amount of work I have, but fail to list them on my fingers, as I really have no idea what it is that I really need to do. Only after abstaining (without a choice) from whatsapping my friends did I realize, "I'm free."
That being said, technology has its more-than-obvious perks. I was left stranded at the market for 30 minutes, clutching my phone and hoping for a miracle, before I finally used someone else's phone to contact my mother to come and pick me up.
Yet, that seems like a small price to pay for a day of peace. Everyday, I complain about the amount of work I have, but fail to list them on my fingers, as I really have no idea what it is that I really need to do. Only after abstaining (without a choice) from whatsapping my friends did I realize, "I'm free."
