19th century and Meera - a woman in her early 20s awaits a letter from her husband every month who works overseas in pursuit of his career goals. One letter a month and that is the promise her husband made as he sailed abroad. This hand written piece of paper for Meera is the virtual presence of her husband, the only source through which she could sense and feel him. Thus resumes her interim wait for the next one.
Shyana - A girl in her late teens, into 'Skype' through her PC having a virtual interaction with her love 'relatively' facing each other. Of Course, we are in the 21st century where technological revolution is just about to touch its epitome when we really do not need to stockpile our impassioned drops in wait for a small piece of hand written paper to travel all the way over seas and mountains to show up.
Still Shyana's everyday conversation with her beloved dismally ends with arguments or silly defiance in contrary to Meera's increasing empathetic affection towards her husband with every passing day! A perplexed state of affairs indeed!
The rise of the machines, rather the hi-tech inventions of our times have begun its pandemic rule over the whole human nation making our lives as fast and automated as possible. Are we actually heading towards a technologically advanced society or an emotionally challenged robotic society similar to some cut out scenes from one of those ingenious sci-fi films?
In the course of making our lives effortless and fast paced, we have also started the process of loosening its chords unknowingly. At times when our speedy lives are solemnly asking for endurance and patience, aren't we failing to dispense the same? In turn I suppose we are spawning distances among ourselves.
Oops! Spawning distances or diminishing it? I believe our modern globalized nation is burdened with such ambiguities. The world has befallen on our palmtops and we just need seconds to compass round its radius. We belong to the time when the whole world has gathered under one canopy yet........
Are we not letting our strings detach from each other??....... and Falling Apart!!
Shyana - A girl in her late teens, into 'Skype' through her PC having a virtual interaction with her love 'relatively' facing each other. Of Course, we are in the 21st century where technological revolution is just about to touch its epitome when we really do not need to stockpile our impassioned drops in wait for a small piece of hand written paper to travel all the way over seas and mountains to show up.
Still Shyana's everyday conversation with her beloved dismally ends with arguments or silly defiance in contrary to Meera's increasing empathetic affection towards her husband with every passing day! A perplexed state of affairs indeed!
The rise of the machines, rather the hi-tech inventions of our times have begun its pandemic rule over the whole human nation making our lives as fast and automated as possible. Are we actually heading towards a technologically advanced society or an emotionally challenged robotic society similar to some cut out scenes from one of those ingenious sci-fi films?
In the course of making our lives effortless and fast paced, we have also started the process of loosening its chords unknowingly. At times when our speedy lives are solemnly asking for endurance and patience, aren't we failing to dispense the same? In turn I suppose we are spawning distances among ourselves.
Oops! Spawning distances or diminishing it? I believe our modern globalized nation is burdened with such ambiguities. The world has befallen on our palmtops and we just need seconds to compass round its radius. We belong to the time when the whole world has gathered under one canopy yet........
Are we not letting our strings detach from each other??....... and Falling Apart!!
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