So after my article 2, friends and relatives got curious and asked me how was Ashish’s reaction to what I told his dad. Well, let it be known later to all 🙂 I decided to call Ashish at my place to tell him few stories which eventually put me in the memory-mode and him into a shock-mode.

Few months ago while I was doing my internship, I was half way through to the office when I suddenly realized that I wasn’t carrying my mobile phone. Being in the bus I couldn’t return back. My mind was flooded with millions of thoughts and I felt incomplete without the device. All I could see around were people playing games, forwarding messages on WhatsApp, and some listening to music while the rest watching videos on YouTube! To save myself from feeling useless, I tried to distract my mind. I thought of various things and wondered what life would have been without a mobile phone.
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I recalled moments of my childhood when there were no cell phones and yet people connected with ease.  Telephone was a device common NOT to everyone in the house (or a colony). Five or Six digits meant a phone number, STD call meant richness and long duration calls were only a fantasy. I remembered phone numbers of practically everyone – distant chachi to the baniyawallah! When father bought a cordless phone, it was the most amazing thing I had ever seen! Imagine walking around the house with the phone, and still being able to talk!!! Trust me, if you weren’t born in 1990’s, you wouldn’t understand this feeling. I still remember posing with the first bought cordless phone in my balcony and getting views from the distant neighborhood. People would later ask me “Waah, cordless phone liya?”

When we used to get a phonecall, there was a huge smile on our faces. We would leave all our work and run for the phone. It was indeed a matter of pride to get that call from a friend for the homework. The few minutes over the call felt like the most important moments of the day. We would tell a lot of people later of the phonecall we received, the matter of discussion and the marathon of few minutes we talked.

I believe that we have all accepted a robotic lifestyle where we have all the time for Facebooking and Tweeting than for personal relationships. We are busy in adding friends on Facebook than adding shades to our real life. We prefer following people on Twitter than to follow our loved ones around us. We have created a virtual world and enjoy using ‘unreal’ Emoticons instead of emotions to express ourselves. We have thus created a gap in these two lives.

That day gave me a chance to evaluate the difference between a life with modern technology and a day without it. It gave me a chance to realize the dusted hidden memories. In my childhood, I would get ready at 4pm and wait for the Auto-Wallah to pick me up for my Music Classes. Back then, I had the patience to wait for him if he was late by a few minutes. But now, I have turned impatient. If I were to wait for anyone at a given time, I would end up buzzing that person umpteen number of times until he/she reached the spot. And if it was the Ola Cab, I would shoot an email of the “physical strain” caused to me by the late driver, and ensure an apology note!

 

While I told this to Ashish, he was uploading content on SnapChat “Busy with chachu!!” Like most people, I would argue that technology has been a boon to mankind and rightly so. But too much of dependence on it can have repercussions, I believe.  But to be very honest, I was also quite curious to know the number of missed calls and SMSes reflecting on my phone when I got back the phone 😉

 

 

Note : This article was first published at http://anandbhate.blogspot.in/ and is now moved here.

Mr. Anand Bhate
Mr. Anand Bhate
Mr. Anand Bhate is the Director of 'Jeevan Anand Builders', a Gujarat based real estate development company. Writing is his passion and in 2016, he co-authored a fiction novel "C + Plus Doctor Thepla", which went on to create a World Record! He has pursued his MBA from Symbiosis Institute of Business Management, Bengaluru.

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