Technology is Ruining Us

Our Destructive Technology-32

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Some bags filled with some clothes were put in the trunk. Today my wife, me and my son are going from town to village. It feels impatient to be able to meet with Mama and Dad and friends like the game first.

Yes somehow it's all but so many changes have taken place over the years. Mansur is now a buffalo as it used to be just that his buffalo has now been given a large enough cage.

Leha prefers to be a housewife and she also lives in the city. Somehow now I have never sent him a message either.

Samal, the skinny dry. I've only seen a few pictures of him, no longer as skinny as I used to be. It is also now a rice paddler. The saw that there is so much and broad and stretches so much then what about Jono? The man who ate with his fat body has now become a successful person who works in a company. His body is also not much different from what used to have a fat body.

I always think and remember the memories of him holding a machete and splitting the forest bravely. Hah, those things that I missed will certainly be such very beautiful memories.

The car is now traveling at a speed that is not too high because safety is also number one. I have heard a sentence if the driver who carries a passenger then the driver who is holding the life of the passenger.

The car drove through a row of tall buildings that indicated that we were all still in the urban part. So far enough journey that we have to travel across a long bridge surrounded by a vast sea.

I had a smile when Zaldi who was seen pointing to the sea was so amazed by its natural beauty, however, unfortunately the seas are decorated with bottles that many of them are severe bottles of seaweed developers used so that seaweed can float and not sink.

For a long time I did not invite my wife and son to come to visit the village after all the busyness of my wife and children who are still in school and my job is also mandatory to stay in the office imposing to hold back these two eyes saw the scenery of my village that I always craved.

I miss how my village is right now. Does it still stay the same as it was the last time I left it or are there a lot of changes after the small changes that happened?

Long enough I controlled the speed of the car until finally the tall buildings are now replaced by trees that are so shady, this is the forest that I have always crossed. The tall trees were no longer decorated by the hanging apes and leaped left right from tree to tree. Usually there were always monkeys jumping there.

The sound of monkeys is also no longer heard there are only natural sounds from small animals that are always nesting in trees, so very noisy shows the atmosphere of the forest that has always been remembered.

The rice fields have also been passed. The houses made of stone and painted in such a way are also visible . In the past the houses here were not so many but now almost every street is inhabited by houses.

I stopped my car from putting it in the yard of a house that was still made of wood. I deliberately did not ask Mama and Dad to renovate the house. I want if the house I've been seeing has always been the way I felt in my childhood.

My desire to feel my childhood was always in my mind. I stepped down greeted with warm hugs from Father and Mama. I feel like I'm the only child in this house. Yes kang Roy and mbak Santi also do not know how it is now after all Father and Mama also never look for it.

The father hugged my son while Mama was seen shaking hands with Sasa who greeted him with a very warm embrace and a kiss.

I took my foot up a powder of our hills and sat on the grass looking at a factory that had been finished many years ago.

My smile was filled with memories of where we all played there. Remember also my skinny friend fell and rolled in the hills and his feet were accidentally stepped on buffalo dung.

There are so many memories stored in the memory but now the appearance is not the same anymore. My playground has now been replaced as a factory. The noise from the factory is disturbing hearing. It used to be just the sound of birds chirping heard but now the sound of factory machinery became instead.

I always hoped my village would be like it used to be where there was no technological development. If only it was still like that maybe the scenery here still remains the same but ah, what can make a place must get a change.

Now I know what is meant by the Mansur, intelligent and tanned brain man if the damage to technology is done by some people alone but the cause is felt by everyone.

One cannot, of course, be kept away from technological advances. Everyone must be required to feel a technology and a progress now I can still say if technology destroys everything from the old to the easy to the smallest generation.

I embrace the shoulder of my son who has since asked why I just fell silent and then I explained if this place used to be the most beautiful place yet, now conjured by irresponsible people for their own sake.

This afternoon I did not dispute my body. I continued an activity to accompany my son to teach him how to preserve nature by teaching him how to plant good trees. Show some natural beauty and how to take care of it.

I also showed and explained how many animals were in this forest and also told how we saved an ape child who was captured by one of the asphalt-making workers who locked the ape in in a cage.

And I'm proud to tell that to my son. I want my son to be a good man who doesn't break himself with technology.

I want to open my son's mind that technology can be destructive but, from a malfunction can be an advantage that we can have.

Take the positive side and throw away the negative side! Technology does not always damage all of us just the way its abuse sometimes damages someone.

Use technology wisely! Don't be a slave to technology because the wrong technology will ruin my generation, you, us and all.

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