Being ModernA Poem by KAINA SHAILJAThis poem is a bit critical about the "common notion" of MODERNESSBEING MODERN Sitting in
a balcony, I
saw my friends around, They
were together, But
no talking, No
laughter, no gossiping , Did
they had a fight? Thought I , NO
!! They didn’t had fight, They
had mobiles, Busy
chatting with those who were far, Ignoring
those who were near , I confront them, But
they called this being modern, Orthodox
am I then?? Then
I am orthodox .
I
went to my dinner table, Sit
there to eat But
I stole moment to look around, Six
people sitting on table together, But
no one talking to another, Did
they lose their voice?? Thought
I , No
they had mobile device Father
busy on his phone, Mother
on phone chat, Brother
on video games, Uncle
Aunt on facetime, Oh!
They forgot that there are people outside this ‘chat box’, Again
I confront them, But
brother told me this is being modern, Orthodox
am I then?? Then
I am orthodox.
I
met my childhood friend after years, I
had ants in my pant, But she had another plan, She
didn’t came to meet me, To
click selfie, To
show off her phone, She
came, I
want to go to market to buy a dress, Told
my mumma to come along, But
she too had another plan She had ordered it online, Brother’s
birthday coming , To
buy cake and gift am going, My
father stop me from going, As
he had ordered it online, They
were always being online, But
in real life they were offline, I
again confront them , They
said this as being modern, Orthodox am I then?? Then
I am orthodox.
Frustrated
I was they didn’t understand, Not
everything is virtual , There
should be something real, Going
to market is just a reason , There
should be some talk season, At
least there we had talk, Where
to go and where to not?? Buying
cake is easy , Adding
emotion to it is not, Meeting
people is easy, But
starting face to face conservation is not, Being
together isn’t virtual, At
least this should be real, But
they called this as being modern, Orthodox
am I then?? Then
I am orthodox.
Disappointed
,disheartened I was, I
had talk with myself Why
didn’t they understand?? Photos
are clicked my mobiles, But
memories are store by eyes, Chatting
with those who where far , Ignoring
those who were near , Isn’t
being modern, Liking
someone online, And
hating him offline , Isn’t
being modern, Keeping
all this in my mind, I
asked, “Orthodox am I then”? Then
I am orthodox.
Finally
I came to conclusion This
being modern is just their illusion, They
should learn , Before
being modern They
should become modern being, Not
the one who click photo But
the one who share memories, Not
the one who knows chatting, But
the one who loves talking, Not
the one who gave virtual ‘likes’, But
the one who gave tight hug to his near one, They
should learn, Being
modern is being real, But
they won’t understand this As
in virtual world, Emotions
turns to be emoticon, But
I am proud to say I
AM AN ORTHODOX, I
AM AN ORTHODOX, As
I don’t follow these ‘trends’. © 2016 KAINA SHAILJAAuthor's Note
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