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Magic of Touch



Beep echoed my mobile phone. My hands automatically searched for the phone. It was 2.00 am in the night. Still my ear was all tuned for beep and the call of the mobile. The day without mobile phone felt like stone age. This device has replaced most things in life. Starting from the basic things like Calculator, Calender, Diary, Mirror, Camera, books, radio and also the serious things like our memory and our relationship. Everything is near us, infact in our hands, Still they are far. Over a point of time, we start trusting our phone more than people. We forget the magic of touch and get addicted to touch screens. Technology has changed our lives to a greater extent. It has created easy means to connect with each other. Still there is something which does not connect.
I sometimes even lose my beauty sleep over it. Thanks to the different time zones of the world. We stay connected with friends and loved ones on the other side of the world. Still we tend to ignore the people near us. I stopped using my phone and started looking around. I was shocked to see the world immersed in their own worlds. The college girl was chatting with her friend in whatsapp. The office goers was listening to songs or watching the movies and trying to break the stress. The ladies were busy playing candy crush or angry bird. The occasional people like me were reading a book. Long gone are the days when people carried a hard copy of book wherever they went. Everyone was immersed in their own world. The world is slowly losing itself to in the mobile. Not that I am against mobile phones but we were losing meaningful relationships. I was proud to be a part of many groups. Numerous messages, photos and videos are shared every day. How many of it are personalized is a question nobody asks?
Instead of grumbling or accepting the faith , I decided to change it. . I felt it was time to break free from the shackles of the digital world and instead get down to the roots and connect in person, by feeling and sharing real emotions in the real world. I shared my thoughts with the group of like minded friends and planned regular get together. Initially we did not get a lot of response or encouragement from our friends. But slowly more people started turning up and we building real relationships instead of groups. We now enjoy the joy of Real Togetherness. We have started to build a meaningful relationship with our kith and kin in the real world. It might take some time to start it.. but it is worth it


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