The advent of technology has given families increasingly less things to talk about and to share. Gone are the days of Grandma telling us stories, or our parents reading bedtime stories to us, telling us about happily ever after. Cable TV has steadily taken over that position from them.
There are no more little love notes placed in strategic positions for our spouses, ’Honey, I love you’ or ‘Sweetheart, had to dash out for a bit, will be back. Don’t miss me’. Instead we rely on SMS messages; we do not even know our spouses handwriting. Appalling!
Couples sit together and they hardly talk to each other because one is busy on his laptop and the other on her Blackberry, busy chatting with friends on Facebook or Twitter. We now even chat with our spouses who we live with in same house on Facebook. We now depend on technology to get friends, lovers and our future spouses by getting on social networks. How much worse can it get?
The world is supposed to be a global village whereby communication is now enhanced. But really, is it better amongst families, which is the smallest unit of this global society?
