I was talking to a friend today. Suddenly the topics of conversation started to drift. From, how kids these days have motorized pedal tricycles instead of good old, " use your quads and glutes to move your ass!" ones, to kids who cry their asses out to play games on smart phones, and to people who are missing out true essence of intimate physical conversations because of social networking. Well this is what I want to talk about.
I know we live in a smart information age. Where social networking has become as important as having masala Puri after paani Puri. Without social networking we feel as vulnerable as we would feel without wearing underwear.
We spoke of how intimate reactions have been converted into likes and comments with lots of virtual :) :) :) :P faces. Where people post about how they had fun at aqua Imagica for a whole day, just after they had their costume rip off a slide. No sorry they don't post about it these days, they tag people with exact location on map where they were, which by the way no one cares to click on and check where it is.
How good moments in a day, one in the morning, one in the evening, makes us feel that the person is having best time of life and is all happy and gay with the new, " Happiness is to have someone to call at 1 A.M" status messages. What we don't see or wonder is why the person needs attention so badly at odd hours. Has the Strom gone? Or is the person still having the pain in abdomen that still needs attention.
Does, " Eagerly waiting for new Game Of Thrones season ", mean that the person is biting nails with anxiety as we read it and is going to continue for 2 months moving on to toe nails after being done with hands?
Does, " XXX was with YYY at ZZZ", really mean that they had an orgasmic evening. That it doesn't mean that YYY was damn furious with XXX because XXX kept YYY waiting and sweating for full one hour.
Does it mean that a man really cares about women empowerment just because he has liked a, " beti padhao" video, after commenting with hearts in eyes to a, " mere photo ko seene se yaar chipkaale saiyya fevicol se video". Will he really be happy and satisfied after his first child is a girl and stop, " trying " for a boy just to, " carry forward " the family name?
