Communication 2.0

Next time you get on the train, observe everyone around you.

You’ll probably notice most people will have their heads tilted towards their mobile devices, fiddling their fingers on the screens and isolating themselves from within the mass of commuters.

This is how we communicate nowadays. We feel a need to constantly check a notification on our phones and when there isn’t one, we’re on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram - maybe even all of them at the same time - scrolling through our contacts’ content, ‘liking’ something remotely interesting and sometimes leaving a silly comment that don’t make any difference. When we are at the very bottom of the page, we go back up again and keep hitting the ‘refresh’ button until a new story appears.

I don’t consider communication to have evolved. Sure, communication is faster and easier than before but without a screen, people become socially inadequate. All of a sudden, we don’t have an opinion and jokes aren’t funny anymore, unless, of course, it is read through a screen. What happened to having profound thoughts and striking decent conversation? Also, what happened to those manners that our parents drilled into us? Is your newsfeed so interesting that you have to glue your eyes to it while you blindly navigate your way out of the train station? Watch where you’re going, lady!

I make it a point not to check my phone too much in public and I realize I will have thoughts flowing through my mind. Sometimes, I get an idea to work on while other times, I reflect on my life. I find this more enjoyable than playing with my phone, be fed mental junk and become a zombie. I have yet to grow the balls to talk to an eyecandy though – that’s a very high level of communication that I probably will not reach but for some of us, it would be the result if you would just put your phones away, start observing your surroundings, and connect to the world. 

I am so tempted to snatch away someone’s phone, throw it out of the train when the doors open and watch the owner chase after it like his life depended on it. That would be something to tweet about as the door closes and the train leaves the platform.