Saturday, March 26, 2011

My first Love


Oh! My dear FB.
                I have a cheating heart,
                My love is divided.
                I have given you a part of my life,
                but the world won’t understand us,
                the bond between us :(
You are the last thought in my mind at night and my motivation to jump out of bed every morning. I am so sorry my Miss FB. I have always met you with the last night’s bad breath, couldn’t waste time to brush my teeth to meet you.
               Your love so refreshing.
               
 Oh dear Face book, I have read your books and pages with so much perfection, I can almost Master  your exams, but don’t know why my college teachers never understand this part of my social education, My grades keep going low, the graphs keep quelling down. But still, I love you more.

 I  love u my FB.  I am loyally yours, I have stopped TV, even video games. Despite my infatuation, it has always been a one-sided love, I am not complaining, its just that I am complete with her.

There are a few points about my FB which I would like to point out :

Insecurity

What made me hook up with Miss FB, was motivated by how she made me feel. I was always overwhelmed with the number of requests for friendship I would receive. I open my account anticipating the notifications and requests, pumping in paranoia in me, making me feel so important.
                
There are days in our relationship when the love meter is so high. I get so many likes, so many  notifications, messags,  friend requests, page requests, group requests....... Oh My!
              
And there also days when I feel so lonely, so abandoned, and so deserted. Making me jealous of all the other users on FB who get more activity log on their profiles. For days I don’t get notifications. My heart keeps shattering.
But I still love you <3

NO Self-Control

                I am not an “addict”.
My life was so happy and meaningful, before we ever met, yet her magnetism is so strong. I keep going back for more, now it seems beyond my control. They say to be addicted is to devote oneself habitually or compulsively........ Hmmmm! I am not sure about that ;-)
                Yeah, there were instances ,specially during the exam periods, when my Dad would come up online from his office, and scold me to get back to the books, but I would convince him for 5mins ;-), would then block his account, and then would enjoy the pleasure with my dear FB. ;-)

Taking over of the world
        
        My FB is so popular. A multi billion dollar baby!

I can show you the power of it:

www.facebook.com/bbcworldnews
www.facebook.com/nokia
www.facebook.com/blackberry
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.
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www.facebook.com/misbahuddin1 ;-)
etc 

I always thought Facebook helped me getting close to all my friends, but now I realize It has actually decayed those links and bonds between us. I have them on my friends list but we talk and meet less nowadays. Its like inviting a guest at your place and then not talking to him. Oh Yeah ! My fb has been very possessive! <3

But still I am not  an “addict”! ;-)