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Past vs Present

 Reading is like your energy booster. They boost your brain. And in the other hand, writing is your handwriting booster. Writing is useful to us in many ways; writing mails, writing homework, writing important notes are the usages of our daily life. But nowadays, everything seems to happen only with a screen-time gadget. We send mails through Gmail, take notes in OneNote or NotePad, all these need to be avoided. Soon, when the virus clears we'll all be sent to school. We'll have to write there. So maintaining your handwriting is definitely going to solve all the future problems. 



PAST VS PRESENT! Many grandparents talk about that these days. 'Those days we used to write with our hands. There were no laptops, computers, tablets or phones. Only a small NOKIA phone was used. And now technology has improved. And that too, all have become lazy due to Corona, always playing games, sitting with the phone and fidgeting.' Goes my grandma. 'Those days we could go and play outside. We used to have lots of fun. But these days, the virus has trapped us. At least we could tour the terrace but none of you are deciding to. Always phone, phone, phone or laptop, laptop, laptop.' Goes my grandpa. They both compare Past and Present all the time. We'll be told off by grandpa if we buy online. But what they say is true. Past is better. Offline shopping is better. A small NOKIA Phone, well, I may say, that's not what suits. These days WhatsApp is needed for important messages from school or other classes. Google Meet, Zoom, MS Teams, Skype, Jio meet or any other virtual app that allows us to join meetings are needed. We need laptops. They are a more convenient device that also makes it convenient for the teacher/boss to view us. It's also comfortable for typing, speaking, webcam etc. Like they say, we were all new to technology on 2020. At first, I didn't even know what Unmute meant! I didn't know webcam, MS Teams, Google Meet, Google Doodles, etc. But when we got to know, we took devices as our fidget toys. Always fidgeting with it. I wish we could forget about these, but that never seems to work. I'm to used to typing in laptops. I never write, I directly type. But nowadays, even teachers prefer typing. Will we ever get to change this habit of ours? That's a big question mark to me, because I'm so used to using screen time gadgets for almost everything. 


The ones who support me can do this. If an eyelash of yours falls on your hand, or if you see a shooting star, make this wish -


CORONA MUST GO AWAY, THAT'S THE ONLY THING WE WANT TO PRAY. 


INTO A LAZY ONE THE WORLD HAS TURNED, BUT LET'S DO OUR BEST AND SAVE THE WORLD!

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  1. Super Shriyandhaa. You have written a very good writeup. Your fear missing handwriting is real. You are realistic. Please write the write up first in a notebook, so that you can improve it while typing. Ok. Superb write up. Strength should be to equalise or adjust both manual hand writing and computer typing. But at the same time write a small text or lesson from your textbook so that speed is maintained. Ok. Please keep thinking. Very good.

    Babu Thatha.

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    1. Thank you thatha. I shall follow as you've mentioned.

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  2. Super Shriyan I don't know how to praise u No word to say about ur past vs present May GΓ³d bless u

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    1. Thank you Patti. However you praise me, it is more than enough to me.

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  3. You have thoroughly given your feelings about the bad effects of corono . you have realized the words of your patti about the past and this understanding is very important to get away from the misuse of smart phone playing games etc as you said.i hope through your write up you have created awareness to many of your age group about the value of writing manually to gain speed and regain the beautiful neat writing in your notebooks.I remember teacher's giving Star ⭐⭐ for v good neat hand writings.Today iam really so happy on reading your good article Past and Present.You are blessed by Goddess Saraswati.
    From Pushpa patti

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  4. Yeah di.. You are right.. Past is better.. But like you, I don't like typing.. I only like writing.. Your write up is amazing.. It is an awesome time pass... And it also helps me to improve my reading skills... Corona MUST go away.. That's the only thing we want to PRAY... Together let's save the world..
    Thank you

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    1. Thank you so much di. You're the best. Your praises are more to me and you, being my sister it's more than that to me.

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  5. πŸ˜šπŸ˜šπŸ˜šπŸ˜šπŸ˜ƒπŸ˜ƒπŸ˜ƒπŸ˜ƒπŸ˜ƒWelcome di

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