Rashid's Blog: A Place for Inquisitive Souls

Two days of shocking government formations and elections result in a row. Of course, what can a Palestinian complaining about a lucky strike that may occur every decade of elections? Of course it leaves a disturbing Palestinian like me enjoying popcorn relaxed in front of the screen of a finished movie as the names slip down.

Britain woke up shocked on a majority of conservatives winning the elections. All those Palestinian sympathizers and Israel critics are practically kicked out. As if the marches that took over London and England last summer was nothing but a summer storm.

Of course, who cares about Palestine here? But as the world is becoming a big village. We Palestinians remain on the sidewalks of the globe waiting for a plot in that village.

My imagination it starting to float from one image of hallucinating ideas to another. Before I take the world into a…

Admit it, we are inseparable from our smartphones. Or tablets. Or laptops. Or technology for that matter.

We have move into dangerous territories here. Text driving? Text walking? Text eating? We have become ignorant of our surroundings in the process. Ignorant of the person sitting in front of us. Ignorant of establishing a genuine conversation that does not make us turn back to our devices in a second.

We are practically zombies, immune to sleep and meal, craving to clickety-click-click away on our smart screens.

Anyway, point is. We have been too engrossed, too obsessed with these buzzing technological devices that we sometimes forget the little joys and beauties around us.

Put down the phone for a minute. Now, now don’t touch your tablet. Close your eyes. And imagine the scenes of what you watched in the short film above. Laugh. Cringe. Laugh. Cries in agony. OK. *grab phone, tweet, text…