These days I wonder whether the mobile phone is the bubble. Yesterday, I walked into a metro heading home and saw only people focussing on their mobile phone. What would happen, when they loose the phone or all the batteries were drained. Would their be panic, chaos?
I am glad not all my metro rides were that quiet and filled with people using their mobile phone. This morning, it was a social gathering instead of a robot town. People were chatting face-to-face and laughing. They were expressing their thoughts, emotions, being how we were before we had a portable phone and some sort of screen.
But... With mobile phones you can connect with each other faster and you don't have to worry about your handwriting and how you look like. Your words will be still yours, but you share something differently. There is also the uncertainty of how the one will react from the messages you send them. Did they understand the meaning behind your words? How do they feel? Do they understand you?
Not many people can write beautifully or even write how one talk. It is an art, an art that one can master or not even close. Being lazy with words makes us text faster, but when words are written as a whole you sound mature and the sentences... All the tales that one can tell, when the writing is comprehended by many. A story that can be read with delight or perhaps horror... I am still learning!
I wonder whether I will meet more people this year, who will chat, talk face-to-face and be human, be alive, humble, filled with knowledge to share, another hero... Perhaps someone will be a romantic, a challenger, someone to hold and care for, maybe someone I already met who grew up or someone new? Or blue and borrowed *haha*. This year will bring more chances and will be filled with new adventures!