Curse of technology

Those invisible handcuffs you never wanted.

 

You get text messages on your cell phone, but you never, ever send one. You don’t do certain e-mails during the day, only at night, after 9. You carry your mobile 24/7 everywhere you go, except in the washroom when you’re naked, under the shower.In the beginning of the cell-phone era, when cell phones looked like bricks, everyone thought owning one was “all benefits, no cost” .It wasn’t until later, that we realized that there were downsides to being connected 24/7, every day, every week. “Before the cell phone, we can always say, ‘Oh, I was in the toilet when you phoned,’ Now, the last remaining excuse you have is, ‘Oops, I’m in a dead zone.’ This is the curse of digital slavery.

Sometimes the truth like, ‘My phone is faulty.’, ‘my phone sets to the voice-box in fifteen seconds.’ or even ‘I received the text an hour late for no reason’ seems like meaningless excuses used by/for family and friends.

Sometimes, a conversation in online messaging software gets inanimate. You speak in a real-life-conversation and you’ll know what to say, you can never hit the dead silence. On the net, you can. You’ll say, ‘I’m talking to my boss on the other conversation’ or I’m reading an eBook’. Simple humane processes had already been replaced or even dropped.

In this era, where cell phones can get as thin as a sheet of paper, where everyone actually carries one around like how their scrotum carries their testicles. This is also the era where the verity becomes lies and lies become the truth. Every second, every minute, you have to be there. A minute away, and the blame is yours. A minute away from the phone, you girl is having something-not-you in her vagina; your million dollar contract would simply disintegrate into nothing but plain air.

This is where you’ll have to learn how to stay by the phone, 24/7. They’re hell of an addiction; remember the times where you’re playing Pokemon on that massive-obese-sized machine, now with a sleek and slender mobile phone? Yeah, they really are hell of an addiction. Remember the times where letters showed those earnest feelings? Now, you don’t even get to savour the feelings, where a simply ‘I <3 u’ can be sent in a split second, love isn’t really love when you express it. Isn’t it? There’s no passion within the love.

Where train rides were rowdy and packed with life, with no one listening to their iPod. No one would have ignored that old man who’s desperate for a seat. Now, the heavy bass earphones are you’re priority. Not the crumbling and brittle legs of that old man right in front of you. Why? Because your eyes are glued to the screen of your iPod video, catching the intensifying action of how Michael breaks out of prison(Prisonbreak).

It’s about 3 a.m. Your latest 3G phone vibrates. It startles you. It’s your unfriendly/charming girlfriend who just got herself a mobile phone and you know it’s the end of your relationship.

I’m not suggesting turning back to Stone Age where you use fishbones as comb and where there isn’t AID. I’m just saying that sometimes, we should just pick up that pen, write a letter to a close friend, or just leave that mobile phone alone. Just leave technology alone, for a day.

Sometimes, I hate technology. Sometimes, I love it.

You don’t know how sorry I am, for making you wait for nothing.-I’m sorry.