From a generation away

You too struggle with techs all new,

You too strive for hailing strong___

You too want to be 'tagged in memories',

From those albums kept since long.

You too delve in dilemma of pleasures___

"Put the 'filters' or increase the hue?" 

You too ponder to share those 'stories',

Not in 'Insta', but to a few.

You keep journals in your mind,

labelling timings of household maids__

You still pump the clock of alarm,

While I 'snooze' it in customary ways.

You are seen fumbling__ 'notifications' many,

rushing past your overflowing dropdown 'stack'__

But you are aware of the tiniest of things,

from the kitchen to stationary rack.

Your phone often flashes the spark of 'brightness',

While mine resort to the 'darkest modes'__

I keep rolling 'YouTube' contents,

But, you pour tales of struggling roads.

You might confuse the difference of requests,

whom to 'Confirm',Whom to 'Add'!

You don't ping my gloomy 'posts',

But you know when my eyes are sad.

You aren't tech-queen, you don't 'react',

to the 'feeds' of  'virtual world'__

But you are caring, you are genuine,

'cause you came from a generation's crawl.

-tuli:)