If you’re reading this, chance are that you, presumably you were on my facebook list of friends before, have discovered that I may have deleted you off that list. Stay calm. Deleting one’s off facebook friends take a hell lot of courage, as I did in the past, and resulted in plenty of disparaging remarks dropping right onto my face. Unpleasant. HMM.
But nope, I didn’t delete you off. I simply deleted myself off facebook. Or to put it in a social way, disconnected. I’m not sure what led me to the decision. I was a socialholic. Take a glance around and you’d know that I have presence in every social media. Social media exists simply for the purpose to make you feel connected to the rest of the world, but honestly speaking, I do not feel any more connected with facebook & twitter and stuff. The online persona simply doesn’t not represent me anymore, I live in the expectations of others. To put it bluntly, it has become a facade, a place to hide because everyone turned out to be so judgmental. Since when the number of likes dictate the popularity and acceptability of ones, and since when do ones have to consistently update their social activities to be visible?
In life we’re always in search of happiness. I scrolled through my instagram one fine afternoon and a picture posted by my friend, ‘Happiness is a choice’. Indeed, in life we pursue so many things at once, academic, career, family, success, all in the faithful hope that happiness will bestow us. And thus here I’m, taking my lift off the ground in search of my own happiness. The one human trait that is both fascinating and a puzzle is the mystery of our moods. Much of our life’s journey really depends on how we feel and I’ve always been reminded that whatever journey we are on, we have to be able to see, to feel and to understand, to never forget our own significance, to find hope in the saddest places and most importantly, to never look away from the unspeakable horrors and the disparity of life around us.
Isolation doesn’t bother me at all for I have learned that being alone and feeling lonely are two different thing. I can be quiet, I can be still. One moment I can laugh and the next, cry. I need space and be on my own. I have an imagination that can steal me away and I can be the most cynical and pragmatic a person. When I love, I love without reservation, without question, with both feet off the ground. But when I shut my mind off, your world is dead to me.
Life might be a race against time, but it is enriched when we rise above our instincts and stop the clock to process and understand what we are doing and why. A wise decision requires reflection and reflection requires pause.
PS: If you feel like connecting back to me, drop me an email, a whatsapp, a text. There’re means beyond facebook chat you know.