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How has technology changed your job?

Technology is my worldI work in the field of computers, and it shapes every moment of my day. Over the years, the tech revolution has transformed my life in ways I couldn’t have imagined. The biggest game-changer? Remote work. For nearly a decade, I’ve traded the office commute for the comfort of home. All I need is a power outlet and solid Wi-Fi, and I’m good to gowhether I’m at my desk or halfway across the globe. My days stretch to 16 hours, a whirlwind of juggling housework, office tasks, and everything in between. Technology doesn’t just make it possible; it makes it manageable. Living alone, I’ve hacked my routine with tech’s help: I cook every couple of days, letting my fridge play food-preserver extraordinaire. Laundry? The washing machine’s got my back. These tools aren’t just conveniencesthey’re lifelines that free me up for the stuff that matters. Thanks to these… How has technology changed your job?

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Something on your “to-do list” that never gets done

My to-do list is always long, but the chances of tasks being left incomplete are slim. This isn’t a boastjust a reflection of how I approach planning. I think carefully before adding anything to my list. After five decades on this planet, I know my limitations. With that awareness, I create a list of tasks I can realistically accomplish. Some, like cleaning out the storeroom in my Mumbai flat, remain unchecked. Others get done. Lately, I’ve been living alone in my house in Kerala due to work-related reasons. Here, I stick to a strict routine, ensuring every second of the day has a purpose. Whether it’s weeding the garden, exercising, or cooking, I never skip a task. The reason is simpleI have no one else to blame for slacking off!

An ideal week for me

An ideal week for me would be a blissful parade of pure, unadulterated relaxationa full-on, all-you-can-eat buffet of laziness where work doesn’t even have a reservation. Just me, my couch, and the remote control, with no one around to say, “Shouldn’t you be doing something productive?” But here’s the problemI’m not built for that. Nope. My brain doesn’t come with an off switch. Even in my dream vacation, I’d still be up at 3:30 AM. Springing out of bed like I’m late for a marathon I didn’t sign up for. Or lying there like a burrito, tossing, turning, and holding an Olympic event called “Competitive Insomnia.” Relaxation? Hmm maybe it is not for me 😥