Have you ever wondered that sometimes one small thing can make a huge difference in your life? Brace yourself, that one small thing could be the mistake of your life.

Once upon a time when the world was not so technologically advanced and we were not introduced to cell phones or laptops, people used to interact with each other on a daily basis, get out of their homes, roam around with their buddies, spend quality time with their families, share their thoughts and problems with them, and the children used to play in the streets, parks and gardens. That was the time when parents used to wish that their children spend more time at home than outside. But we are witnesses to a completely ironic changeover these days.

Kids aged 8-14 own a cell phone these days and spend most of their time tinkering and tampering around various social sites such as Facebook, Whatsapp, Twitter, Snapchat, Instagram, Ask.fm and Skype to name some. I have around 800 friends on social sites and I converse with most of them, but none of them know me personally nor I them. All we do every day is shut the doors of our rooms and sit on our PC’s. I’m not saying that these things are useless, all I want to say is that we have become so addicted to these gadgets and social sites that we have started living in a virtual world where everything is just like a dream and nothing is real and disappears sooner or later. Some of us are so used to these devices that we use them everywhere, while we are eating or reading, on bed , while we’re walking on the road, in college, some of us even use them while driving and therefore are at risk of harming themselves and those around them. Extreme use of smart phones can harm our eyes, neck and hands as we stare down on the screen by bending our neck, holding them in our hands in awkward positions. According to the latest research we spend 8 or more hours a day with our cell phones. They cause cancer too!

There are many advantages of smart phones too we can communicate easily with our friends and family worldwide. They’re portable and can be carried with us where ever we want. They help us to discover new possibilities and come to aid when we are stuck in any emergency situations. But, we people have ruined our lives with this small thing.

There was a time when people in love used to write letters and wait eagerly for days for their replies, and hide it from their parents and teachers. But now, people hide behind a laptop creating false identities and false love tricking unsuspecting people into their traps. What have we come to? Does advanced technology imply advanced meanness? Does advancement in technology mean regression in etiquettes and moral responsibility?

I’m guilty too, of being a user of this device/world that we have created for ourselves, where we are heard but not seen, where we type but don’t talk, where we give a like but not love, where we spend hours together but not beside each other, where stare at the texts and not make a single eye contact.

We feel alone when we’re in public, and all we do is stare at our contact list or at our menu, but we don’t need to this, instead we need to talk to one another and learn to co-exist.

Don’t give in to a life where you follow the hype

Give people your love, don’t give them your like.

Disconnect from the need to be heard and defined

Go out into the world, leave the distractions behind.

Look up from your phone, shut down that display,

Stop reading this article, and live life the real way.


Grow up girl !’, is what most parents tell us every day, and we always keep arguing with them telling them that we are not wrong and keep on going about how we are never wrong. But what do parents do then? Without understanding us and our problems they just take our phones away. But I really don’t care, because I am not going to change. I don’t like being underestimated and treated like a weakling. I’ll be more careful, measured and try to prove them wrong, I’ll show them who I am and what I am capable of doing. I bet I’ll be better than the guys whom my parents and the society treat so differently and totally opposite to the way they treat us. The guys can get away with all the little mischief’s and loafing that they do, hanging out late and going out wherever they want. If we girls do the same stuff, the next thing we know, a world war takes place in our homes and all the unwanted jabs and gossip starts behind our back.

Society fetishes the time when a female is not a girl and not yet a woman; some people of our so narrow minded that they blame us girls for everything even though they are not wrong. When a guy is among a group of six or eight girls, he is labelled as a stud and when a girl is among a goup of same of lesser number of guys she is called a slut. How do people justify these kinds of judgemental attitudes.

Instead of asking us to grow up and be responsible, why don’t they grow up and broaden their minds and treat us equally? Why this discrimination?

A girl says this –

Take this pink ribbon off my eyes

I’m exposed

And it’s no big surprise

Don’t you think I know

Exactly where I stand

This world is forcing me

To hold your hand

‘Cause I’m just a girl, little ol’ me

Well don’t let me out of your sight

Oh, I’m just a girl, all pretty and petite

So don’t let me have any rights

A girl is so constrained that she is not even allowed to take decisions for herself, for her life and is forced to hold the hand of a guy whom she doesn’t even know. And the moment she steps out she has to run or hide with the fear of people around who stare at her when she wears crop tops or shorts, staring with a vicious hunger, as though we have committed a heinous crime.

They don’t allow me to drive at night because I’m a girl, I’d rather not be a girl, and I don’t want to grow up dad, I don’t want to enter this scary world. I want to stay a little princess of yours.

Everyone have to raise our hands and fight against this inhuman discrimination, this oppression, because nothing is going to happen until we do something. Everyone has the right to life and right to live the way they want to. Nobody wants their life to be dictated by someone else, be proud when you see the person in front of the mirror and smile.

It’s my life. My world.

AUTHOR: Anmol Shahri