There are few things that put me off in the past week. It was a reality check for me. I always thought I was this positive person sending out positive energy whoever comes across me. The bad news is I am not. The good news is nobody can ever be.
Why would someone get pissed off at other person and instigate someone else to post a status about the first person and go support them. Beats me. I felt like I was in the novel Journey under the midnight sun.
It was easy to put me off with one single Facebook comment. Really I felt so bad that I had let social media and others opinion about me matter so much to me. But these days most of my friends are virtual. When I met with this accident (should chuck this. I have been telling this a lot) few from Delhi and Mumbai got worried and they couldn’t wait till I get back to message them that I was OK. So when we start giving importance to people virtual or real, we don’t discriminate them. And then there are people who take it as an advantage.
There is no problem with somebody is offended by somebody, harassing them till the other person leaves a particular platform is bit too much. And it appalls me when it is the gentler sex who is doing this.
So where was I? Yeah! And then I also realized when I had given importance to so many people in Facebook and Twitter. So I should at least mean something to somebody in that vast expanse of Internet. So what would be the next course of action? Whenever I came across the people I hadn’t talked in a while virtually, I messaged them a hello. I know this person from my blogging club who has one good thing to say about everybody. I took cue from him and did that. It felt good. But not great. Why? Because still that one comment was bothering me. It was just ego.
It is OK that you harass someone and make them leave, but when they confront you, you should have the balls (or the equivalents) to stand by your reasons. It is more irritating when you act so sweet and play victim. Hello! We can see through your schemes.
But my ever reliable friends didnt let me be. They came to me with tons of positive vibes. They physically came to meet me and talk about what I was going through and even bought me biriyani to make me feel better. I feel much better now. Particularly after this rant. There will no more of it in the blog. But I had to tell this.