I don't particularly like to read the newspaper or see news bulletins on TV. Its boring. Too factual and often devoid of the truth. Too conditioned and twisted for my liking. So my morning brush with the newspaper is a mere fifteen to twenty minutes. That is for the main body of the newspaper. I do like to read the sports page, although I primarily skim it for news on tennis. Its my favorite sport - the perfect combination of athleticism and technique - and very individual. But I am are drifting. I feel unsettled by the black and white nature of facts - they lack perspective and feel of the context. They are all about numbers - years, locations, names and the likes. There is often no story, no connection, no reflection on their cultural relevance or their history. Like the bare-bodied monks on a journey - they arouse curiosity but not an appreciation for their being.
In this fast-paced world I find it tough to find time for myself or my loved ones. I compromise my hobbies for an extra hour of work. I cook up new excuses to bunk gym. I give up my dreams for a few more bucks in my bank. In this world, I do religiously look down at my phone to sift through new posts. I still make room to study the stock prices and mutual fun schemes. I still keep track of the political turmoil in nations far away. Hope that all these facts are, in fact, worth all what I chose to lose in feel!