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Global village

Global village. This term may connect continents divided by sea, countries, remote regions and far-off villages. But it has also reduced the world to one big road. A road which has no beginning, no end. We travel, travel and travel. We reach places at half the time we took some years ago. We save time. We save money. But...

A few years ago, our journey to faraway places took hours and sometimes days. We got the feel of each town or city on the way as we passed through. We knew the shops, restaurants, the way people dressed and the way they behaved.

Some townspeople were mild and polite, while some others were rude. Some were straight-forward while others were cunning. We even guessed which town they came from by their body language and behaviour. It was fun. We got to taste each city's unique food as our vehicle or bus stopped for break. I was quite fond of the yummy-smelling dosa in Shimoga or Maddur vada or goli baje in Dakshina Kannada.

Now, if we wish for those scenes and foods, we would have to enter the towns or cities. Because the great binder of cities -- the highway or in modern parlance, expressway -- is also their nemesis.
We reach our destination in no time. But the journey is no fun. All the highways bypass the towns. It is only road, road and road. We see nothing much of human life and its beauties except for a sprinkling of fields and houses here and there.

What have we lost by globalisation? Human touch. 

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  1. Malnad controls 15% of the weather of earth. We have destroyed 10% of malnad and we are already seeing the fluctuations in weather pattern. Just like Mayans, Egyptians and other civilizations even our civilization will come to an end, but as of now we are in the "golden era" of our civilization. On one side we have the technology and other side we still have nature, water falls, chirping birds, healthy soil still left. Let us bask in this glory. Technology has pulled us close and has already shown the aftermath of blowing us apart. We are not as lucky as our parents and grandparents who had the privilege of talking to someone looking into their eyes. We are still lucky coz I think we still have some "preethi abhimana" left within us but our children and grandchildren will not be lucky with technology taking over hearts and minds.

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  2. ... and people who are connected through facebook and whatsapp are totally nuts. They finish off all the wonderful talking part through technology and when they meet each other they have nothing left to talk, forget talking they won't look into each others eyes with affection. I always wonder are they trying to connect or are they advertising themselves. I feel odd one around all these people, trying to connect each and everyone in person.

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  3. .. I have to mention that people are fast losing ethics, culture, commitment, they are just leading life with full of grudge, hatred. Why? Everyone are blessed with their own share of happiness, fun, life, miracles. Why don't they enjoy their cup of tea.

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