I remember clearly the day I first saw you. It’s as if the whole world stopped, all background noise remained in the background—it was just you and me. The digital clock on my desktop stopped ticking; you took my breath away. Just a few minutes of getting to know you and I was certain: I like you.
But I now own a smart phone, which has been with me for three years. Banged up and stylus-less, it pretty much does all the functions I still want it to do: text, call, phone directory, calendar, connect to the Internet, Gmail, MS apps and enables me to read e-books.
iPhone, undeniably, is beautiful—in terms of functions and aesthetics. If I get one, however, it’ll become the new center of my universe. While I appreciate technology advancement and how it constantly eases our lives (heck, I work for a publication for design engineers, so I do appreciate how technology has produced jobs like mine), I don’t like the way we become slaves to these consumer electronics gadgets.
For one, sometimes I think I could barely survive a day without my mobile phone. Without it, I feel disconnected. Talk about dependence on technology (New York Times even had an Opinion column on how cellphones are becoming the new cigarettes).
And then I think about the way ancient people did without telecommunications… Simply amazing!