| An Incommunicado Exercise |
[30 Oct 2006|10:07pm] |
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There is a time for everything, a time to sleep, a time to wake, a time to spend online and a time to spend offline. For me some of these ‘times’ are one and the same, for example the first time in the list above has been analogous with the last time for quite a while now, which didn’t leave much room for anything else.
Inspired by dietary success stories floating in the neighborhood I decided to try a different kind of diet – an internet abstinence diet. N takes care of bill payments and other covert financial ‘deals’ usually performed online. So I do not have to monitor any activity which requires my daily presence on the internet. As I don’t work these days, most of my social skills are honed online. Did I have what it took to live as a hermit with zero social contact? Maybe, the next seven days were to reveal the truth. Anyway I geared up to stay incommunicado with the networked world of blogs, emails, IMs or doubts and questions answered by mere mouse clicks, for a week.
Surprisingly at the end of the week, these are what I found out :-
# I can be made to watch to TV. Bravo is my current favorite channel. I had watched Project Runway Season 1 earlier and caught up on Season 2 this time. Same with Top Chef.
# My seven month old squirt started fancying himself as the Super Crawler this week – what perfect timing! I might be permanently cross-eyed by time he reaches his terrible twos, one eye on the job at hand and the other on him lest he pull something on top of himself.
# I even got time to turn house-wifey and do some major cleaning, which is N’s forte. He scrubs kitchen and bathrooms shiny periodically – this time around I did the bathroom. Two more weeks off the internet and you might have a domestic diva in your midst.
# Other strange tasks I accomplished – celebrated Diwali by making myriad kinds of mithai (3 types to exact), reviewed,archived and encoded numerous mini DV tapes of home movies taken over the last six years. Today I created an account on Vox so that I could share and impose the fruits of my labor on gullible relatives and friends who happen to star in these mini movies.
And finally blissfully absent was the urge to blog about anything and everything that bleeped in my radar. The pressure was off, the world could go on, whether I write about it or not ceased to matter, even to me.
Have you ever tried anything like this (I bet you have, but I do not mean a cruising the Sahara desert for a fortnight on a camel with no internet cafes or laptops as far as eye could see)? What were your experiences?
p.s – Haven’t got around to reading friends' entries or comment, please bear with me for a while. You guys sure are a prolific bunch :)
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