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Where are the children today?



So many things are extinct today. They disappear before we know it. They are just there, we over indulge it and suddenly poof it’s gone. There is yet another major crisis we are blind to. We knew something is not right. We share WhatsApp memes about it. Yet we do not realise the crusts and intensity of it. Every kid I see is immersed in an electronic world. The device varies but the concentration and addiction remain. We look out fast track options to pacify our kids and opt for the easiest way to do it. Most families are proud of the mobile experts that they fail to notice the dwindling brain growth. Electronics as such are a bane of knowledge. They offer everything to us in a platter and prevent us from thinking. The child brings his life with angry bird, temple run and forgets about physical exercise and brain stimulation. He becomes ignorant to the world around him. As he grows up, so does his thirst for PSB and social media. The social media robs us of our privacy and makes us crave for attention. Every aspect of our life is displayed and we thrive on likes and comments. The world becomes bigger and relationships weaker. What then, I have never found the answer to it. We give our children the gadgets and make them adults in no time. The brain, attitude and emotion are tuned with the digital world. What happens when they grow up? Will they look out for people or will they ask Google their answers? Something is not right and we might never know it till it is every late.

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