Are you the one who rave about advanced technology and gizmos? You appreciate every little achievement in the field of communication. Oh please then do hear my tragic hilarious story...
I was apprehensively waiting for this weekend and this too got a reason. After very long time I got a romantic novel in my hands. People just cannot stop praising about this novel because it’s in the category of the best romantic novel. Hence like any other normal girl I picked this novel with lot of dreams and hopes.
When I got this book to the dining hall in the hostel for quick reading following things I heard and which kept me away from my very charming romantic hero of the book. My girl and boy in the book are going for a date to woods in the weekend. Interesting, this was their first outing to a secluded place. I wondered how romantic that would be. The silence was broke in the hall suddenly by a husky voice. I startled and looked in the direction of that noise. Oh my god... someone switched on the television.
A pretty lady with full make up and fewer clothes rendering a hit song in her high pitch and men in the sets are drooling for her. I waited till she completes her song. I religiously went back for continuing with my book. After few seconds a male started singing and this time girls gone crazy with that male singer. Oh this all reality shows with less real and more reel. Hmmm ok the romance is in the air but why the hell they never allow me to read my so called romantic book.
I tried my level best to concentrate on the book. Suddenly a voice says “A matter of shame...”I got irritated why my hero and heroine have to be ashamed of going for a date. It’s again from TV, a news anchor mentioning about honour killings in North India. This time people of media disturbed me gravely. I left the place with quick pace and headed to my room.
My girl and guy are in the middle of the woods and they both try to be irresistible to each other. Well I could again hear a voice of female; her pitch oscillates between minimum and maximum. I turned around gently and got to see my roommate over the phone with her guy. I took a deep breath and went near veranda to sit near the entrance gate.
Hoping for the best and wishing to take them beyond woods, I tried reading it from the place I left but now aptly interrupted by Mohammad Rafi. He haunts me through radio and which gives immense pressure to my hostel security guard.
These are all inventions in communication that invaded my privacy and estranged my personal life. Nowhere to go beyond my hostel entrance and very pathetically the love stricken couples also stayed in woods, unmoving. I closed the novel and went straight to open another breakthrough invention in this field. I accessed facebook and felt happy that this is my turn for the invasion. Thus my weekend comes to an end hopefully.
