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Post Master of None, Season 2

After finishing a fantastic second season of Master of None, started going through Ansari's Wikipedia page to come across that he has written book on something he was dealing with through his series. So I got the book and I've been reading Modern Romance- An investigation. Reading this, I'm kind of feeling that in a way we feel we're a generation who've seen the best of both, now I feel that we've lived the best now we're just turning into 'not so nice' people.
The way we play some form of competitive games over the various apps available to us, where the texts are a way to hide from the actual conversations or the way our personalities are judged over the way we use the dictionary, grammar, emojis and how we sound over a text. After some level there is an understanding dynamic between the two, but until then it's this uncertainty that might come off as confusion or in a judgemental form, might be a loss of something that could've would've should've happened. Even then after certain time, the way our minds react to a change in a routine and that inability to understand that change, to actually believe that someone could be busy to not look over texts becomes a myth, something that might come off as shocking. Yes, we live in that world.
We are at fault, somewhere- we're the ones who chose to go on this mission to simplify the way we lived over the internet and smartphones. The way when meeting a person would mean to go out or something that would just happen on its own, while you're living your life to the way, now it's either right or left. We're reducing the chaos physically by texting but increasing it mentally- I generally respond with a 'Huh' when someone talks to me, when I'm not expecting it. Because I've not heard to it, as I'm talking to myself about something or understanding some situation in my head. It's helping us take an alternative path towards most confrontations, where we chose to not talk but talk- because that's easier. We're the coolest generation but confused. I do feel bad for the upcoming generation that's growing up with a smartphone and an overdose of Chota Bheem and Oggy- what would their problems be? Glad we grew up exchanging greetings and actually going to shop to buy a gift and had Pokemon and Beyblade to entertain us- but now here we're fighting our Brutus's (fears, emotions) for an Olive Oyl( relationship) by taking in spinach ( technology) and failing at it. I think we need to find a new grocery store to get the Spinach ( also don't know whether the 'Chota Bheem' generation would get any of my reference when they read this )


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