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TECHNOLOGIZED

     So I'm sitting in my room, watching a movie about two blondes and I can't even make heads or tails of the plot, probably because i am busy chatting on my phone at the same time. 
    In the course of the movie, I hear my stomach growl and the struggle began.The problem here is, I really do not want to leave my room into that hot sun. So I think hey, "why don't I call a friend and ask that he brings me food".  Just then i hear the voice of my friend Samuel whisper in my mind, 'Your room is really your comfort zone.' Indeed he has a point,i barely leave my room unless its absolutely necessary. I am surrounded by all i need. I have my laptop,my phone, a strong internet connection, a television i barely watch, a fridge for food, a ceiling fan and whatnot.{Thank God for technology}. So basically, i have all the entertainment a young adult could possibly want.
    About two weeks ago i recall i was having a conversation on whatsapp with Samuel and i was all like, "I miss you, it's been so long and all the other cheesy stuffs girls say when they want you to know they miss you." So he suggested we hangout that day and I found it hard to comply because for me talking to him on the phone is same as seeing him. I mean I could even have a video call with him when I needed to. So why go to him in person when I can do that from the comfort of my room. Eventually he did coax me into going to meet him and it was fun.
Thinking back today, I realize that this is what technology has reduced us to.  We leave in a society that gives precedents to video calls over meeting in person, over laughing together, holding hands and just hanging out.
If you haven't done that in a while, you have been "technologized" {its not in the dictionary jorr. don't look it up} We leave in an era where people will only wish you a happy birthday on Whatsapp and will not even bother calling.{As for presents dier forget} Yet we wonder why suicide rates are escalating, we wonder why people grow more mean and wicked, why alcohol and substance abuse is the norm of the day. Well the answer is staring us right in the face. It's the phone you spend 24hours, 7days a week on, it's that laptop your head is buried in as the world passes you by. It's all the time you spend on social media liking the photos of people you barely know whilst your kid sister is in need of a play partner. We have lost ourselves into technology so much so that we are loosing our very essence. The very fiber that holds society together is being replaced by hours of useless chatter on social media. I have decided to step out today and find something to eat first{I'm so hungry i could eat a buffalo}. Later in the day, i will go for a walk and say hello to few friends in the neighborhood. You should do same because what we fail to realize is that there may come a time when we need a helping hand, a shoulder to lean on, wise words to lift our spirits. When that time comes,{and trust me it will come} your phone, laptops and Facebook friends will not be there. Its those relationships you invested time in that will cushion you. That we live in a "technologized" world, doesn't make us robots. Let us not operate as one.
  

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