A New-found Challenge

Ever since the web has entangled us in its sticky embrace, we have,most of us,been victims to the 'playing at work' syndrome.
Eyes glued to the flickering screen, working hard, for others, and hardly working otherwise,we explore endless domains. It all begins in the garb of the harmless pc game/checking for some news on Google.The obvious excuse is - taking a break from work. Slowly and surely work starts getting lesser while the break gets larger in size.In no time,we're working, but in fits and starts. All thanks to the immense possibilities offered by the web. Checking mails, interacting on social networking sites,googling,checking out online courses,blogging,buying,selling,sharing pictures,...so much to do and each option more enticing than the other.

With electricity playing rogue this summer, we realized our dependance on this non-renewable resource anew.Even in this sweltering heat,one could manage without the AC but not without the internet connection!

I do believe our productivity would increase by at least double, if we stayed away from the web's temptations during work.However,our tendency to escape from anything oppressive("work") and spend time doing something interesting ("on the net")is only human. I myself am one of those lesser mortals trying to come to terms with this challenge in my life. Controlling this uncontrollable urge to use the net every other moment,is topmost on my list of priorities right now. Even as I sign off on another post in my blog during working hours......guys, wish me luck!

Yours Randomly
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