I step out during the lunch break, and watch a sea of similarly dressed people. The drawl of How are you’s is the same, the smiles equally plastic and the clipped accents all competing to sound like the other. I wonder if I will remember or recognize any of these human machines after an interlude.
Yes, machines. The keyboard has proved to be a great leveller for the human race. Thoughts flow into words, the fingers move on the keyboard, and voila ….. all alphabets look the same. Individualists like me insist on using a signature font, but somehow, it fails to reflect my soul.
A quivering hand does not show that I am upset or angry today. The ink does not spread, because I got distracted by a sight on the left side. My self-centeredness or emotional bent of mind cannot be measured by the left or right slant of the alphabets. Passwords in place of signatures have immensely facilitated frauds. Oh, how could I forget? There is a right emoji for every mood, and I need to classify moods to suit the expressions. This has been one of the greatest inventions of mankind – it churns out emotions in the same manner
And after some time, I think in the language of those syllables, abbreviations and expressions. I am a cog in the wheel which moves on predetermined paths. I contribute to the laudable uniformity of the human universe, unlike the eccentricities of nature.
no two leaves are same