It was one of those days. My step count was like my grandma’s. Not that I have any living grandma around. 1,500 steps today.
My wife and daughter invited me to join them on the Sunday evening dog walk. I looked at my Fitbit. Which was dead. No, not dead dead, but totally out of battery.
Oh no. If I go for a walk, I will lose 2,000 steps of tracking. Initially, I, therefore, decided that I wouldn’t go.
But wait a minute. Am I walking for counting the steps or the fact it is good for me? So, finally, I did go. But I felt naked during the walk with no Fitbit on my hand. Feeling naked without a watch on your hand?
What a shame? I am so addicted to various technology. Intensely and every day. Instead of technology being our enablers, it has started doing us more harm - reducing variety, channeling us into preformed answers, opinions, and norms (based on the circles we are in and technology we use), reducing true real human interactions and we are becoming slaves to many such technologies.
Where is this world going to? And how many, how many will be able to truly break free of this? And pay the price of being outliers and be shunned by the larger world with its norms and its expectations. Do we have the courage?