Yeah yeah, you say, what about Netflix and chill? But can you Netflix and actually chill? I mean, who Netflixes and doesn’t screenshot scenes and Instagram it into their stories? Who Netflixes and doesn’t simultaneously YouTube interviews of the cast or Google the entire season storyline when you are on Episode One? I mean, who watches shows anymore without live tweeting through it?
There are days when I want to curl up and read a book the old-fashioned way. Then I wonder what if books read my mind, tracked my eyeball movement, figured out which word I lingered on and which paragraph I skipped. What if they knew exactly the kind of male character I liked, you know, the brooding, handsome, intelligent, caring, warm, non-existent-in-real-life type and gave me more of him, chapter after chapter. What if I could balance a book under my chin, leaving both hands free to take selfies rather than having to turn the page painstakingly. What if I just switch to a Kindle and before I know it, I am wound up again.
When we are in a hyper-connected, hyper-sped up world, disconnecting takes actual effort. A Google search for the word ‘relax’ came up with 5,77,00,000 responses in less than 0.64 seconds. What we are looking for online maybe could be found offline. How about a week of day-dreaming? No posts, no stories, no shares, no check-ins, no pins and no videos. Just a few days of just staring into nothingness. Doing nothing, being nothing, saying nothing. Just go off the grid and see what’s it’s like NOT to tell the world you are off the grid. I am sure that will be an interesting social experiment.
Right now, though, I’ve to go and post online that I’ve finally managed to finish this piece with a carefully crafted hashtag. Oh, for any more tips on how to unwind, you can hit me up on Insta, FB, Twitter, Quora, Soundcloud, Pinterest, WhatsApp, Tinder, Hike…