I am at the helm of breaking, heart pounding,
fingers tapping I am in a rush to get my lappy plugged. I am carrying my lappy
breathing its last battery. The meter showing yellow triangle and off I run to
plug it in. Individuals in a race to get plugged in to this, World Wide Web.
And too many options too to just plug ourselves in. I feel a peculiar sense of
calmness when am back in the familiar world of Social networks. Google plus
just added to the circles I created for myself. Idea of a groups offered by
Yahoo was a big thing once, then were the social networks like Twitter, Orkut,
Facebook, Buzz, And in between somewhere, were the blogs.
‘Thought is energy. To create it, just use
your imagination’. This thought-processing, energy generation as Einstein called
it, is a child’s play now. Every fourth minute am thinking of something and if
not me somebody is typing that on YASN (yet another social network). Once I had
questioned the evolution of man through technology and yet today I see it as
another life which I live virtually. Selective self-portrayal yet Plugged IN.
