Being a Digital Gollum..Why Am I addicted to my phone

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Laalini Bhogadi

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This was a soliloquoy I wrote for toastmasters which showed me turning into a gollum of digital age where I am completely obsessed with my mobile as Gollum is obsessed with the ring.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

Indian (General)

Transcript

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