Room Writer

I look around. Everyone in on their phone. The view is good outside but no one looks up. My phone should be somewhere inside my bag. I do not feel like taking it out. I continue staring out through the train window. There are so many things to see. Rivers, trees, another train.

Once in a while the head in front of me goes up and for a moment our eyes meet. I am embarrassed, for it feels very awkward to look at strangers, admirably. My admiration for the Nature outside the window is so powerful that my eyes barely get a chance to change it to nonchalance. The head goes down again, leaving me and my view in peace.

This was me several months ago.

Now, I am the bobbling head looking down, staring at my phone. This was not an easy transition, for a nature lover like me. I had to download movies, videos, and books on my phone to keep my head down on the train. It was necessary to bend my neck, not because I wanted to get crooked, but because I wanted to look busy. I just wanted to look like I have no time to care for the world around me. I wanted to look evolved.

Evolution comes in different stages. There was a time when humans evolved to stand on their two feet, and now is the time when humans are evolving to bend right back to where it all started, or maybe surpass it altogether. I wouldn’t be surprised if we will just end up evolving into a ball of wires and gadgets. Hope I am not there to see that.

Meanwhile, I have to look busy. This is a mark of success. Staring out the window is for losers. So pardon me, if I am not one.