Dr. Sneha Sharma takes a walk down memory lane as she writes this heart-warming essay dipped in nostalgia.
I remember the days when my mother used to hum a song while watering the plants, or folding the clothes, a ritual that she still ardently follows.
The memory was evoked when I found myself doing the same chores in my home as a mother of two kids. Instead of humming a song, my ears were filled with a voice filtering in through my savvy ear-pods, playing out a motivational chant on how life should be lived in the present.
My phone, like everyone else’s, has been my constant companion for years. Although I no longer mindlessly scroll its screen and have, with time and wisdom, comprehended the idea of leveraging the media to my benefit, it still dominates a major part of my day, especially as a backdrop.