Relations in the "e" ("i") Age

We Are living in the Communication age , the Age where everything starts of with an "e" (Apple Like to fancy it with an "i").

We eMail, Read ePaper, We Stay online , Work Online , but stay Apart.

The age of Communication, has provided us with all the means to communicate , but has taken from us the urge.

The urge to write a mail (letter), The urge to talk back home, The urge to Listen to your sweetheart's Voice, The Urge and passion to have your photographs developed and printed, The Urge to get together with old pals from college/school or the Urge to be present at the Family get together .

The boon has slowly seeped us deep inside, making space for itself by dumping out odd emotions, unrelated conclusions, savoring times, Odd memories...

The Age has taken a toll on us, We Don't know emotions, we can't interpret reactions, And Most times We fail to understand our own very self.

You have a 1000 friends Online, but rarely a real one beside you. You have a tons of mails in your inbox , but rarely any that Counts !

You enter a gathering , Looking for people with same passion , and end up talking google, yahoo, MSN , Some new Streaming site, Torrents , Links to the posts you did, or to comments by an odd person.

You find a Friend, a real one , but you fumble on ways to interact, to react to his deeds, to help him when he needs , to catch the signs when he wants you.

Worst , You interact with a Cross gender, You share same passion , You love the company , Its been ages you talked to a girl , You share emotions , and then your mind goes overload.

the module to handle emotions was just dumped down by the new package to understand controls on your iPod to control the laptop via Internet.

You simply lost count.

You become restless, Impatient , And @best interpret the "relation" to be of love (yeah you already had 50+ of them ). Even worse - you have a girlfriend , now what do you do.

I'll leave this for you to interpret (if you don't have a Module replacement already ;) )

You talk back home on persistence of your mother's "SMS", but then again , you've nothing to talk, same Old Office , college , food, Sleep, Play, and Obviously you can't talk All the "e" Things to her.

What do you do?

Try and run away. Blubber some crap, Have a Fight , Argue , And Off you go.

Turns out you dn't have a Family now!

Friends , yeah i have friends, they are my age , they talk all the "e" Crap, Lets Talk to friends ..

And Off you go again to "YOUR" kind , talking more crap , replacing more modules , turning more Zombie , burning more midnight oil, and breaking more apart!

Welcome to the Age of

"Communication"