My Dream Technology
My parents have lived their whole lives in the same town where they were born. Apart from the college years and postings during the early years of their careers, they have called one town their home. I and my sister have considered this to be the reason why they remember every road taken and create maps in their heads of the new ones that are being built. We have scorned and rolled our eyes when they ask us to take heed of every turn we take while driving. We have advocated our dependency on Google Maps. But on one fine ride through the dam roads connecting the new, contemporary part of town to the history-soaked, old part of town, my views on their insistent advice were shed on by new light. My mum said, remembering roads keeps our brains sharp. It makes our brain muscles work out and not die with the influx of technology that is available to make our lives easier but lazier. I agreed with her but didn’t voice it. A past scroll through LinkedIn popped into my head. I had c...
