To be on Social Media
is a challenge for all ages provided you
➤ Be online for at least six hours
➤ Be tech-savvy on a moderate level
➤ Be agile in recognising your responder
➤ Understand ethics of conversation, not mandatory
as in today’s parlance, if it treads on an abusive streak not polish
➤ Emoticons are feelers (pheromones) that are
lukewarm but essential especially “hearts” the most misconstrued ones
➤ Posting selfies for a pat than information
➤ Pretend to be active on dating/profile/preacher
apps (not that otherwise you are a stick-in-the-mud)
Me, as an SM user has been disappointing because I cannot
pretend to be active when I am slumped on a seat that is smeared with an hour-long
glue. Maybe more! Poor/late reflexes to remarks. Reactions to encouraging news
has been an unavoidable trait to keep me abreast of news, progress, advancement
in technology, people or happenings around.
But that is not enough. You have to log on to any app that
helps you judge people better. No, No, you are judged better as the parasite in
your slothful conduct holds the prism to your personal self and there you lay
exposed. Bah! What a denouement!
Believe it or not I stumbled upon a dating app and selected
one guy, obviously clean and clear in intention. (I am A and he is B)
Virtual dating
A Hi
Mr Rotji (not Rat)
B Hi
Ms Snail (refers to me)
A What
do you do? (silly question)
B Mass
media, filming (what?) Now Relationship Manager (?)
A Are
you married? Bachelor? Married and divorced?
B Not, not yet, because spent half of
my life looking after an ailing sister, got hooked to a girl friend with a
fatal disease (cliché). Now I gave up but on the lookout for a new female friend
on a long-time basis.
A Oh! So that means I am not on the
list (Thank God)
B But we can meet for coffee
A Done….Then
B Go out on weekends to some religious place/tourist spot if your husband
will not object, unless he wants to accompany
A Ruled out, as I am not the vacation
type….Long silence!
(Me looking at the mirror
wide-eyed for so long that made my husband worried – Are you OK? Any more
wrinkles, eyesight OK??)
B How often can I call you to chat
with you?
A (I prolonged my bubbly side) Oh!
Daily though I am a woman of responsibilities. I forwarded a slot on the clock
B Before the slot – Can I chat with
you? (Chatter, chatter for an hour on mundane thoughts)
A Ok. Bye! Talk to you later!
B (Later prods with more requests on
meeting for coffee…Quite a bitter drink) Why are you so busy?
A I told you etc……..
Dentist – An angel who turned Guardian
(anti-virus) and an anchor!
B Why do you talk so less?
A My appointment with the dentist has
given me a sore and swollen mouth.
My antibiotics prevent my fingers to type
My tummy yearns for food but I can’t eat. (God
bless the dentist)
B Fie
on you devil of a dentist! You are my villain.
A (One fine day) Oh Mr Rotji. I am
booked for a month or two! Blame my mouth. 4 implants, 3 extractions
interspersed with long gaps of pills, rest and zombie exercises
B OK Snailji. See you next month,
with more vitality, more chats, more coffee, more etc, etc
A Ya! Sad to be in touch with you at
the wrong time
B Hope in the meantime your husband
will be in touch with you!
A What!
B I mean touch you often!
A What! What do you mean?
B To console you! Be a part of your
pain and suffering etc
A Oh! Thank you.
So we have snapped off contact – I
am happy to be with my dentist who may prolong my treatment for my benefit.
So now you know when to dissuade a
predator who contributes nothing, or eats on your time and resources
(knowledge)
I still don’t know how to talk with
a stranger virtually who cannot talk
On
books (read/unread) On
politics (with no bias) On
films (with least visual experience) On
gender (conduct and physical charm)
I am done with the above types. I am a virtual failure on SM.
You don't be one, succeed wherever you are but take care .
,You don't be one, succeed wherever you are but take care .
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