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Sunday, April 17, 2011

SEEMINGLY RANDOM

I never thought the day would come when I would stop being crazy about Facebook. In the early days you could have called me a Facebook addict, and you'd have been right. I was that person who was always on Facebook. If I wasn't chatting I was uploading pictures. If I wasn't looking at pictures of other people I was farming on Farmville. It was bad. Like a junkie, I always needed my daily Facebook fix. Whenever I couldn't go online for one reason or the other, I comforted myself with thoughts of what I would do on Facebook when I eventually got my hands on some internet connection.

Fastforward several months and things are no longer the same between me and Facebook. I no longer upload pictures (frankly because I no longer want to). I don't post stuff unless it's absolutely necessary. I go on Facebook only about once a week now, and for brief periods; and when I do go I'm never available to chat.

I still think Facebook is one of the best ways to reconnect with people we've lost contact with, and sometimes we even meet new people who go on to add value to our lives (I have experienced both). You might also meet the occasional psycho or stalker (or both) while you're at it, but what the heck. For some reason I've found that lately I'm not so eager to share. I tend to hold my privacy a little closer to my chest. While I still appreciate Facebook for its more useful functions, I can say that for me it has lost it's charm. For one I hate the fact that I can no longer "Decline" a friend request. I can only "Not Now" it. Another problem I have with Facebook and other such social networking tools, so to speak, is that while they do help you to connect, this happens mostly on a superficial level, reducing relationships to pokes, likes, status updates etc etc. But I guess it's the humans and not the technology that's to be blamed for this.

Anyway, whatever our take on this might be, it's important that while we go about our business as the world gets even smaller, we remember that a poke a day does not a relationship make. The people who are important to us deserve much more.

1 comment:

  1. I'm guessing something deeper than random made you write this. Food for thought.

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