No longer shall I be a slave to technology
When i look back I see wasted time,
wasted memories, wasted lives.
Us trying to capture each moment,
with the lens, and not adamant-
on filling our hearts with memories,
We would most likely not take the risk.
In fear of forgetting one day,
we update everything we have to say.
We take snapshots of life, but is it really, real life?
At home we sit alone by the side,
typing away, visiting site-to-site.
At school we crave the breaktime to rest, just to again curl up in a nest.
Of technology and media, we forget to be there.
We forget to love, we forget to live.
We forget to serve , we forget to give.
We forget growing children, forget to try our best,
to give them the best childhood, but no, we wanna 'rest'.
Rest in the bed with devices in hand, still tired in the day, things mess with our brains.
We forget our family, how we used to be.
Laughing over dinner, outings every week.
Now we're all too busy, with the illusion.
That the world online is much more important.
We forget to live and chase the moment,
we prioritize 'check in-s' and likes and comments.
The number of followers define who we are,
but when we're outside, who is really there?
You stand alone, feeling lonely.
Here comes a need to seek comfort from reality.
You open your twitter and seek companion,
what about everyone around, have you forgotten?
We shall not continue being slaves,
We got to make it count, our number of days.
I am truly guilty of this, and I have thought about this a lot of times.
But the need to stay updated and to update might make it hard.
Come to think of it, nothing we see online is truly important.
There is no regrets switching on your mobile data only for an hour each night, only if the need is pestering.
Other than that, we got to realise.
These technologies are taking our lives away.
Get out, play in the rain, jump in puddles and pools without fear of your phone getting wet,
embrace being the last to know, embrace being un-updated.
If something is truly important, you will get to know eventually.
No need to be scared of missing out.
Save yourself the regrets, so when you look back, you see nothing but a trillion sweet memoirs.
You cannot replicate life.
Online medias are not life.
Life is fresh air, conversations, awkward moments.
Life is mistakes and laughters, tears and time wasted.
But if time wasted is enjoyed wasting,
then why feel bad, it is what it is!
Adeu ^^