I’m standing there on my phone typing away an extensive rather important email to my sister. My family is sitting there at the dinner table saying, “hurry up your food will get cold”. After the third request I’m frustrated, still lost in my own digital world not realizing they were waiting and that dinner was getting cold. I say, “I don’t need to eat Dad..this is much more important.” I finally finished the email and came to the table. My Dad was a bit irked but didn’t say anything, it was just another night at the dinner table. My family was so patient, understanding and considerate but I on the other hand didn’t even think to say, “I’m sorry, I was writing an important mail to Didi (my sister).” It’s so ironic how easy it is to become absent minded and unintentionally inconsiderate when your preoccupied.
The next morning my Dad says, “Your sister told me about the nice email you sent her, why didn’t you communicate that to me at the dinner table?” I had no valid answer other than the realization that I’m posting in this very blog. Maybe writing this out will make me remember next time, just like I used to write out sentences on the black board at lunch time when I was in school. The only difference is this time no ones making me do it!