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Baby We're Addicted!

In the past few days, there have been numerous short films, debates, discussions, and videos highlighting our increasing dependency on technology. Whether it's the addiction to selfies, social networking sites, games, or news in general, technology has become an inseparable part of our lives. The ongoing debate questions whether we can survive without this technology and still consider ourselves developed or developing.

EFLUites, the students and lecturers of EFL University, share their perspectives on the matter. Spandana, an EFLU student, observes people walking into her on campus, engrossed in their phones, and even her classmates browse their mobiles during class. She believes that we are becoming slaves to technology, which will have consequences in the near future. However, she acknowledges that technology is a boon for handling assignments and research, but emphasizes the importance of setting 
limits.




EFLU lecturers also share similar concerns, as technology has led to an abundance of assignments and information at our fingertips. Nagamallika, a lecturer, points out that students no longer hold books but rely on their phones and computers for even the smallest pieces of information. She believes that technology should enhance our lives rather than enslave us.

Technology has created the illusion of belonging and being a part of the global world, but this comes with the risk of losing tangible connections. We might be heading towards a future without a future, where even children are exposed to smartphones and iPhones at an early age. This has serious consequences on their childhood and isolates them even within nuclear families.

Drawing a parallel to the discovery of fire, it's now the moment when technology is ignited with precision, and its impact can have a boomerang effect on all of us. The concerns raised about the repercussions of technology serve as a warning of a potentially dreadful time, where even a mother's love might be auctioned online in the name of progress.




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