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Fast Forward Life

Life seems to move so fast now. I don’t know if age has something to do with it but that probably plays a minute role. Technology has changed the way people live their lives and how they interact with each other. It’s not just rampant social networking sites, or the vernacular mobile phones and the all-encompassing multimedia internet. It’s also about the way we think, how we travel, what we eat and drink, how we go through our daily lives and what we think of the future and how we deal with today.

It all seems as if the way things were from a decade ago was from a completely different era and a different generation of men. It was when the internet was fairly young, when mobile phones weren’t so common and when there weren’t a lot of coffee shops around. It’s not that life were simpler then, it was already fast-paced but this time everything seems to change and move light years ahead.
The things that people used to do in a few years, they seem to be doing in a few months. Take for example how much one can travel. Just a few years ago, a typical person would limit their travels to maybe a few times a year due to how much it costs and inaccessibility. Now, buying a plane ticket is as easy (and sometimes as cheap) as buying a movie ticket. Going to different destinations (from different provinces to different countries) is as convenient now as if just going to another part of the city. People are more open to going to places, the destinations are now more accommodating and more inviting and with the modes of transportation being more and more convenient and accessible – travelling is a normal part of our lives.

Getting in touch is no way near how it used to be. Before we go through lengths just to get a short message to that certain loved one on the other side of world, paying a high premium on how it is transmitted. Now, it seems we are trying so hard to escape each other from too much communication and an always connected life. It is difficult not to get connected to your family. There are no more excuse with the always available internet, mobile phones and a certain blue bird.

One can get connected from anywhere, but most of the time through coffee shops which by the way has sprung up like multicolored mushrooms everywhere. They’re spread is almost viral in that a street corner could house several of them catering to people from every walks of life. These places aren’t actually the catalyst of change but a representative of how much we ourselves have changed. Life has become more urbanized and people have welcomed more socializing (physically or virtually).

We have changed a lot since all of the technological improvements. We’ve changed everything not just how we live the day but how we view tomorrow as well. The future now seems more varied than before. Linear thinking for this context has almost diminished into narrow-mindedness. Whether we look at the future with gloom or with bright-eyes, it is certainly more colorful. Maybe that is why we are trying so hard to fast forward to it, making our lives change faster trying to lead or catch up with everyone else who wants that future now.


In any case, these are the lives we all go through now. 


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creation date: 2010-11-22
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