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Where is the pen??!

I sit down to write, and I think “I don’t know how to hold the pen anymore”. Gone are all those days, when we wrote with pen and paper! These days it is the laptop, mobile, or even disastrously, the ipad. It’s hard to believe that life has moved on, how the friends we knew are married, with children and grand children! When I cannot attend a party or a ceremony of my friend’s (forget birthdays), I send a text through, not to save money but to save myself from the awkwardness of apologizing face-to-face.


At 25, I think my life has been eaten up by technology, imagine the ones that are not, those that don’t even know that papers are extinct at corporate organizations?

While I am still trying to figure out, the exact position of the pen on my hand before it landed on a word document, I cannot recollect the last time I used an inland letter to friends to anyone for that matter! It used to be such a craze, I had pen pal who had the same name as mine. Life was good! But again the question is, can I do without technology? Can I go back to using a bicycle, back and forth office? There’s no one to blame here, it is always what I choose.

With all the materials taken over our lives, I still wonder if I am the same person who laughed at silly jokes or gets nervous to get in front of the crowd! On a typical day, I don’t know how many milliseconds (forget hours for now!) I have given to myself, to think or not to think, funny as it may sound, I don’t remember that part ever! Life has moved on, people have, and I write this with absolute question if I realize what I am doing?

Life is to enjoy, without denial, but sometimes, we are just so lost, in ways we never know! Until I stop and think or pen it down, I am not sure if I will never realize what is happening around you. It sometimes feels like a marathon with no end.

To be or not to be, is always in my hands, it’s my life, I am not sure if I will have another birth, but I would like to live the one I already have with a sense of meaning, I don’t want to regret even I have nothing else to do that I have wasted my life waiting for situations to turn favorable!

Until technology figures out the time machine, Good luck!!

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