Rendez-vous with Technology…

25 years back, I use to spend my summer holidays in my dad’s village Aruppukottai, (Humm! Difficult to point it in a map of Tamil Nadu) in my grandma’s house, place which is close to my heart, I remember getting up early in the morning at 5, with my aunty to go to temples, that’s how she starts her day, From morning 5 to mid night, until my uncle returns back from his rice mill, the doors of the house are never closed, friends of my aunt, uncle and my cousins just walk in anytime into the kitchen, to taste some delicious food cooked by my aunty (she is one of the best cook, still make me drool, just by thinking about it) , and discuss their day, work and problems with my aunty, who is also a very patient listener. Even in the afternoons, when people in the house have a small nap, I have seen the milk vendor walking into the kitchen to put milk for evening tea. (That’s my aunty in the picture, with my little niece)

25 years later, now I live in a Paris apartment, with a digital door code, and an intercom, my friends have to buzz me, before entering the building, People are just isolating themselves, within three doors, with complicated locks. Is closing of house door is the reason behind psychiatrist opening their doors in the west? Well! I still crash land in my friend’s house through Google talk, skype and through my blog. We are getting closer in virtual space more, than in reality. Are we really a social Animal?