Over the last couple of years, I’ve lost more things that I’ve gained. Here is a list of all my losses and the conspiracy theories around them.
Last week I sent out an SMS with the wrong text on behalf of my employer to a huge database. An SMS is all of 160 characters. What are the odds that one could go wrong with that? Well, I did.
I used to be known as what people now proudly call themselves – the grammar Nazi. Now, I almost always write line for like and vice versa.
I used to know the telephone numbers of all my friends from memory. Now, I can hardly remember the password of my work computer that I changed just yesterday.
I used to remember the numbers of all channels on my TV. Now, the only button I remember the location of is the home button on my remote.
As a child, I recited Bharathiyaar’s Achamillai Achalimmai on stage in front of 500-odd people. Even in high school and college, I was much of a debater, orator etc. Now, I can hardly speak coherently to a friend without looking for the right word during a long pause.
I knew about 200 Thirukkural by heart my mom says. Ippollaam ‘Yen uchi mandaila surrungudhe’ paattoda adhutha vari kuda nyabagam illai.
I was known to be meticulously organised. I still am. I just don’t know where I put the item in the first place.
Well, that’s a lot lost. To put this in perspective, below are the major events that happened in the last couple of years. Pliss to match the following.
I dropped a few *habits*. Altogether.
I got myself a smartphone – in which – I saw time, set alarm, called people, mailed them, texted them, tweeted to them, liked their status on Facebook, took down notes, nailed tasks to the wall, made meaningless calculations and spent time fiddling with when I was nervous.
I got myself a Macbook – that has even my Internet password stored on stickies.
I got myself a job that takes 12 hours of my day, practically every single day. All my reading, learning, trying, thinking goes into work.
I also got myself a twitter account (and a 1000 odd followers) – self-explanatory.
I turned 25.