The journey of emotions to the emojis .
Going back in time, emotions used to be such a precious asset. But as time goes on we become poor day by day. Our needs and desires for sentiments are looking for constant consolidation. Unfortunately, we value emotions but we do not have explicit emotions. The urge for emotional stability made us 'robots' because we get satisfaction via the use of 'emojis’.
We often heard stories from our elders that in our time we were emotionally connected with our legacy and culture. We had a cultural empathy for our culture, community, and surroundings. But if we compare and contrast our times we are emotionally hollow human beings, we do not feel the pain of our community anymore. We are proficient in pretending and playing a costume life party. We put on the costume of emotion when it seems benefitted for us only otherwise we pretend to be sympathetic to others to make them feel inferior. Those who show true empathy are tagged as ‘plonker’.
• We say ‘LoL’,
• Instead of getting happier
• We say ‘Rip
’
• Instead of feeling the pain
• We use ‘😰😓’ this
• Instead of resolving the issue
• We use ‘ 🤐’ this
• Instead of understanding
There are a lot more expressions that are converted to emojis. We are more inclined to non-verbal gestures to show our concern. No feeling involved. But our bodies also need a touch, a hug a pure time to feel its presence.
In the Stone Age, there used to be feelings and empathy but I feel the true Stone Age is what we are living in now. People become hard as a rock. There are a lot of issues around us in our society that need to be sought out but we turn a blind eye to the situation by claiming we are not supposed to alter.
Last month I stumbled upon a scenario in a busy marketplace. A child of 5 years of age was weeping his heart out but no one was paying attention to him. His mother standing behind him was whining and blaming the Government for the inflation in prices. I went closer to the lady and inquired what was the matter to her. Abruptly she opens up that I am a widow and a mother of 5-year-old son. My husband has passed away 6 months ago in a road accident. We were living in a joined family after my husband’s death my son-in-law kicked me out of the house with my child. I have no other shelter to live in and no other resources to make my bread and butter. My little son has been suffering from a fever since last night which compelled me to come out to the market and beg. But no one is showing mercy upon us. This whole scenario was heart-wrenching for me because of how ruthless we become. This is a grave dilemma for the time how could we be so emotionless?
The point of sharing this story is that our emotions are no longer alive. We become robotic human beings where we rely on the tangible world to give us a supportive hand. Emojis become a more convenient way to display our moods and situations it do not involve any sort of emotional attachment.
Final words
Let’s make our lives convenient by breaking out complex thoughts. We should pause our lives for a second and think about where are we heading towards. We are not racehorses where we focus on only winning the game it’s a life a steady journey of thinking and understanding. We should rely on our rational thoughts to become a compassionate person and serves the humanity .
