I miss you. I really do. Once upon a time, when I was first confronted with the task of dealing with you as a subject, I didn’t quite like you. You did seem excellent and all, but the excitement of getting to know what components the electronic gadgets contained inside of them had faded when I realized there were too many equations and derivations that tagged along.
But now, I have to no more deal with the pesky little transistors, resistors, or capacitors. I do not have to bother about wearing an oversized khaki coat and black leather shoes to the laboratory. The diodes and the ICs can finally be free of this uncaring brat. The breadboard can finally rest in peace. But I cannot. I had been uncaring, but when it’s time to bid you goodbye, I feel so empty inside… and bad, because I hadn’t treated you well all these days. I find that something is missing in my life without you.
I confess… I didn’t quite like you at one point o’ time… although that would be nowhere near how much I despised signals and systems. I probably still don’t like signals and systems and other communication stuff, but I wanted to tell you that even after two years have passed, I still like you.
Seems like I haven’t moved on, after all. Anyway. have a great future ahead. I can foresee great improvements in the near future. There might be someone else who deserves you, after all. Though, I have to tell you, I’ll never stop liking you for the rest of my life.
Dear internet, I tell you, I’m always connected to the internet. It’s just the awesome skill of my network in staying off the radar that you’re not being able to detect me at all. You see, my modem likes to keep me safe from the cyber-demons, as it truly loves me to the point of death!
It’s not super-slow. In fact, it’s super-smart, because it saves me data. It teaches me what patience is. Very soon… it might even teach me to break my laptop and walk away. And… to eventually become a hermit. And, for the love of internet, I might as well begin my preparations for becoming one.
Desperate for a good connection,
The blogger who owns a cobweb-filled, rotten, untended ol’ blog, thanks to her nasty internet.
Akila Krishnamurthy, the blogger, is a passionate writer, someone hoping to write a masterpiece someday and live away her life in the proud moment of displaying it to the world. She can be easily classified as an 'introvert', but there is an extrovert within her who resurfaces every time she is with someone who makes her feel close enough. She lives in the southernmost part of India, and loves her carefree life there.