Tuesday, 18 December 2012

When there was no word like 'online'

I am among those blessed people who witness the birth and development of technology in the entertainment world. We saw the television to come, the Akashbani to disappear. We can remember those evening when there was no electronic things to provide entertainment. May be some of our favourite songs in the radio. Unfortunately we could not experience the arrival of radio. It was there already in those sunny days of finding out yourself. But we saw those television with big king sized doors to one or two very affluent families of the locality. We saw those cricket matches when a full locality assembled in one house and there was a mixed en choir on every 'six', every 'four' and every 'out'. Even the largest size LED TV can not provide that purity and exhilaration of the entertainment. We experienced those days when something like mobile phone was a dream and many a relations broke down only because of mis-communication or no-communication. We look at the next generation with envious eyes thinking if we had that magic wand in our hand too. Then again we feel ourselves blessed as many a relations may have survived also without this over-communication.

On line, the emperor in the world of entertainment came in the scenario much after that and it made everyone its slave within a whisk of time. Relations become easy, relations become critical. We no longer go to the roof tops to see the sunset, no longer feel cosy and sad in those lonely winter evenings. We no longer cross half a mile to meet the dearest friend and spend a whole evening chatting with him. Chatting becomes something else gradually. Meeting a stranger no longer carries that embarrassment. With time, no one pop the eyes listening and thinking about on line friendship, on line romance. Yet, the boon carries a curse within like everything in this world does. Along with the flood comes the dirt. On line is that flood which brings everything at our doorstep. And it's totally up to us that what we opt for. Being flooded unconditionally or make a bridge to give access to only good things inside.

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