“What is this life if, full of care? We have no time to stand and stare.”
These lines from William Henry Davies’ poem, Leisure , point out the fast life which we all lead. A regular day starts with us paying respect to our iPhones, and acknowledging notifications on Facebook from our thousand virtual friends. Post that hurried breakfast, there is a flurry of e-mails to take care of, traffic jams, incessant phone calls, power lunch, commitments and seemingly endless to-do lists which don’t leave us even a second to breathe. Pause.
Now picture this. When was the last time you indulged in a long siesta without the pangs of guilt overcoming you? Have you walked in the park lately (minus gadgetry) taking in the greenery and watched…
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