Progress ?

Ever since I have taken to iphone, I have not been able to read any book. The last book I had read was almost a month ago and it was Beckett's famous play 'Waiting for Godot'. Iphone is a big distraction. True, it overwhelms one with a lot of information. The description of the world as a global village now seems a pre-iphone one. Today, the world is in one's pocket. Yet, there is a big flipside to it. In this flood of information, knowledge has gone missing. Knowledge is about connecting the dots. It is result of a slow, careful sifting of facts, perspectives, observations and experiences. In its absence, large trove of information made easily accessible to us by Wi-Fi connected smart phones is tantamount to the large collection of jig-saw puzzle pieces which refuse to come together to form a coherent picture. Of course, I am going to try and strike a balance. I am going to continue to make use of iphone to remain informed without allowing it to eat into too much of my time and hence prevent me from reading books.

 

P.S. Readying to go to Civil Services Academy for CTP. Preparations are under way, slowly but surely.    

Some disjointed notes

I am tired tonight which is a sort of good news.It means I'll be able to sleep forthwith.Of late, I have been remembering my childhood days more often. Few days back I dug out my album of childhood pictures and showed it to mom & dad.They were amused to see the different poses I had struck for photos & instructed me to keep them safe. Dad too showed me the pictures of his youth and seemed quite boastful about his handsome looks & flamboyance. To be fair to him, he had every reason to brag, for he did look quite impressive in those pictures from yore. I am teaching current affairs at Uqaips these days. I am doing rather well. The students seem to be enjoying the class.The jam-packed class is also helping me to further sharpen my articulation. I have begun to think of myself as an orator. I know this is an illusion. And like many illusions in the past, time will erode this one too. Meanwhile, I have found a familiar face from my childhood in the class at uqaips. I recognized him. The boy used to study in the same school as I. I was many years senior to him. But he now looked completely grown-up with a little stubble.He was a kid when I had last seen him and so was I. Time does fly...good night.