12/11/2025: Nowadays, the harms of excessive, uncontrolled screen time are widely discussed. I see screen time as an escape from the uncomfortable realities of life.
In these retirement days, I can spend entire day watching films on TV, simultaneously browsing my smartphone. As soon as this non-reality time ends, the mind is stormed by disturbing thoughts of the real life. They may push me to another type of non-reality devices: I might pick up my e-reader for some romantic fiction, like Ayesha, or try sleeping with my smartphone (programmed for timed music) under my pillow.
Recorded music and fiction (whether on an e-reader, or in print, like LOTR) are no different in that sense. Close the e-reader or the printed book, or if the music stops before I go to sleep, the mind starts attracting second-hand, destructive ideas: that is another screen time - of the mind.
Therefore, when I call such unproductive times as non-reality time, I club all these devices into the category of, shall we say, the escape devices of our times. In the order of severity the list might read: Smartphone, TV, e-reader, printed fiction, recorded music, and one's own mind projecting thoughts detached from reality.
The antidote to non-reality time would be, naturally, reality time: or time when a person faces and deals with what is happening in their non-mental (social/ political/ financial/ family/ physical) life. It is perfectly alright to escape from the real-life time to a non-reality time from time to time, to heal the mental wounds you suffer in dealing with life.
So mental life with all those escape devices is not totally rejected. Only they should not be permitted to dominate one's life. Daily tracking of non-reality time would be a good idea. Time spent on this writeup is not a non-reality time, as it addresses real life with escape devices.
The friendship we built during our college days holds a timeless charm. Among those cherished bonds, my dear friend Neela (Dr. Neela!) shines with her artistic and musical brilliance. Though I haven’t met her in person since 1979, her vibrant presence in our 1977 batch’s WhatsApp group is a heartwarming reminder of the enduring value of true friendship. As the rangoli at her first-floor stairs here shows, her love for art continues to brighten our online life. Thank you, Neela!
28 Dec. Sudden rain caught us during our hike to the nearby hills. Our new backpack, a gift from Kaustubha received yesterday, turned out to be water-resistant and protected my phone. However, our shoes became thick with mud. We took shelter at a police wireless cabin as it poured heavily. Then, it stopped all of a sudden.
27 Dec. Saavi and Anaya do. They were hard-pressed to choose, but finally picked crayons, painting brushes, drawing books, toy-like keychains, and a stationery organizer. They were quite happy.
27/12/24: Had a great time with little Saavi and Anaya. They visited us with their mothers, who are sisters. We had lunch at a restaurant and shopped at a mall. Afterwards, we went home, where Anaya and Saavi treated us to their beautiful dances and songs. Such creative girls!