The Other Side of Life

Don't get me wrong.  I am one of those who would happily describe myself as a "Digital Native" on social media profiles.  I am as addicted to my phone as any other person. I get notification vibrations on my wrist. I scroll aimlessly when I am bored. I like single-click purchase experiences. If a cab takes more than 6 minutes, I cancel it. In other words, I am in all ways spoilt by the luxuries of technology. And yet, I am willing to make a strong case against the conveniences offered by technology. Here's why. In an ideal world, we add conveniences to our lives, so that we save on time. Time that can be used to pursue other valuable activities. Or to just relax. So, technically this explains it - additional valuable time gained increases as convenience increases. Maybe when the wheel was invented, this graph worked. Caveman 1 said to the other, "Hey, I can now reach your place faster now. We can hunt more and keep our families safe. Yay!" H

No poems today. Every single body part hurts. Muscles I didn't know existed in my body are screaming for attention. Why? Because influenced by society, I decided to take a Pilates class. Those machines and ropes! Who ever thought the body should be twisted using ropes? What desperation led them to devise this torture? I shudder to think. Anyway. No rhymes are coming to mind today.  But in all fairness, I kept my promise and I posted. So that's that. Cannot believe it's just Day 4, I must go look after my body for its sore. Very sorry and cheers Preeks

This. Writing at 11:30 pm in the night. I have to find a better way to find time to write in the day. Anyway. This is what I have to share today. I was coming back home in the metro, When I saw something that made me go whoa! Amongst hundreds of people, cranky and tired, Glued to their phones, their senses retired, I noticed a strange man, an odd man out Something was off, I had no doubt. And then it suddenly occured to me. This odd-man-out looked creepy Because he sat with nothing in his hand, No phone. No device. I didn't understand. Why wasn't he checking Instagram? Or Facebook? Or Twitter? Or Pinterest damn! Why wasn't he getting notifications Of a lover sending him flirtations? Why wasn't he replying to urgent emails? Was there nothing that needed his attention without fail? Why wasn't a family group on WhatsApp buzzing? With a random political video that needed discussing? How come he didn't have to scroll Down and down, till he had n

It's 11:10 pm and I almost slept, When I remembered the promise I hadn't kept. The promise of writing a post everyday, So here we go again, yay! I wonder, why it is so hard to write? Why doesn't inspiration always strike? Why, in our day to day lives,  Aren't there villains wielding knives? Why aren't there encounters with a scary dragon, And maybe a rendezvous with Aragon? If my life were so exciting, It would have been written by Tolkien. Made into a series by Netflix, Binge watched by all you TV addicts. And I would've been laughing my way to the bank, Only the Kardashians would have gotten my prank. But, I promise, I would not be overjoyed, Or amused seeing you annoyed, At your irrational addiction to my story, Shown in hi-definition in all it's glory. I get it. Binge watching's a bummer. Months go by and it's already summer. And you didn't realise because The "Next Episode" started without a pause. I co

I am so miffed at myself for not writing. I love writing.  I have no idea why I am being so lazy.  Maybe because there's too much disruption in life. I am watching the show, "The Good Wife" and one of my favourite dialogues in the show is when someone asks the protagonist if she is happy with what's happening and she says, "I just want my world to stop spinning."  That's my status message for now. The world must stop spinning.  Disruption is overrated. We must celebrate normalcy. And write I must. Hence, I am starting my own blogathon. Readers or no readers. I am going to write everyday for the foreseeable future.  Ok, one month. Fine, let's be realistic. One week. Let's take it a day at a time. I will write tomorrow too. I hope. Cheers Preeks