Daily Prompt: Fifteen Credits- Miss Those days…
A day starting with a Ride in friend’s bike, never ending chats is lot better than a day which will begin with hands filled with car keys, lunch box, laptops, official and confidential files and the never ending Phone calls.
The days which never ended with many bunked classes, long walks around school, Now ends with just sitting in front of a system for almost half of the day. Those undefined place to sit and chat with friends and strangers is now confined to 3*3 feet cubical. Those days though we had zero balance in our Phones we had infinite thoughts to share with friends. Now, though the so called cubical life is provided with 24/7 internet, Phones with both local and International call facility, above all the Smart Phone with eye movement sensors, we have nothing to share with others. Even if provided with, we prefer writing mail to them. We prefer writing an email with attached acknowledgement receipt to those who sits just right next to us.
The world is getting confined with the communication facilities provided by Mark Zuckerberg which connects almost 5 Billion people all over the world. Human rights to communicate with others are also getting confined. School days with no much communicating forum other than talking, whispering and scribbling at the last page of the note book were lot better than the current Smart phones, note pads, instant messages, what’s App, and live chat.
The day, in school life would never end, talking, texting, writing, chatting would go over night. Now the day ends as soon as you log off your system and punch the biometry at office. School ended, and there were so much work, catch up and discussion to go ahead. Office ends, you want to be alone, melancholic and preoccupied in some old memories and try to end the day with a boring reminder call from office.
Miss those days, where the life never ended and never confined to some external object- defined place and situational talks. Miss School days.
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