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Facebook is that invention which has become an obsession for over 800 million people all around the globe. If checking your FB account is your 1^st task after waking up and also the last task before sleeping, you can’t deny being obsessed with it. What a milieu created by Mark Zuckerberg! All you need is to “log-in”; once done; you enter into totally different virtual world as a whole. Friends, communities, pages, videos, applications everything is here that a virtual world needs to beat the real one. To explore this inexplicable allure has become a daily routine for zillions. No blue screen has been so contagious to turn users into sheer victims of its virulent attack. Still with the onset of every new day we open our account keeping the mercury of excitement sensitive to the temperature of notifications.

What is so fancy about this virtual world that one finds very difficult to get rid of it?

The solitude behind the emptiness might be one of the reluctant factors which keep the mouse pointer away from log-out tab. I think it is difficult to dodge that influence because being a part of something makes one feel so complete. Maybe it is also because belonging to something (which makes an influence) gives a different identity. That is why as soon as you create an account; you feel an anonymous vibe in your work envelope or an activity circle. Just a few random likes on your update and the whole realm of your personality unveils a different meaning of your existence on facebook.

I wonder how a mere ‘like’ tab can even turn things rampant. When a new thing strikes on facebook whether it’s a “kolavari-di” song or an “agneepath” trailer; everyone throngs in zillions to give it a thumbs-up. Unless one follows the same trajectory motion; a remorseful feeling keeps lingering in his mind. Does liking a page or a link create satisfaction of noticing things or we do it just for the sake of being noticed?  When we explore anything; be it our activity, routine, forwarded SMS, PJ’s or shayari….unless it is certified by the “likes”; it remains a null set. With the intention to grab more attention the next time, we update better things one after the other and our whole scheme of things hovers around the centre point of facebook. The vivacious vibe soon changes to sheer pleasure; pleasure changes to want and within no time it ends up in addiction.

There is hardly any user who has had created an account just for the sake of exploration and after gaining enough cognizance he/she has deleted his/her account. Because once explored; users try to make a home out of this homepage by eating updates in lunch, playing with links in the afternoon and finally sleeping under the moonlight of notifications. Why one becomes so much concerned about maintaining his facebook image? I don’t understand what will happen if you don’t upload pictures of your birthdays, tours, picnics, night-outs, hangouts etc..? No one will praise your activity. That’s it! But don’t you feel that the real fun lies in clicking wacky, bonkers and goofy snaps of events which makes a casual moment a lifelong MEMORY?

 Internet flirting and falling in love with one’s profile picture is no new thing on facebook. Starting with a friend request accompanied by few likes and comments might at times take you on a high. Long chats may even strengthen your bond. But a single day with no-comments, likes or chatting makes you feel uncomfortable and series of such events automatically logs you out from your facebook bond.

The law of chatting has to be taken in consideration before falling in the lines of love at first sight freaks.

“If your chatting period with him/her gets greater than the time you have spent with the closest person in your life then you might end-up with frustration.”

Because the last phase remains a face to face tryst where you end-up realizing the fact that the person with whom you have been chatting is literally someone else. No wonder it becomes complicated!

All we forget is a nugget that we fall in love with a PROFILE and not with the person. A “Lolz” or a smiley emoticon has no comparison with a real flamboyant smile of a girl that drives all guys crazy. People back then used to fall in love hiding it from parents, teachers or friends but today we fall in love by hiding ourselves behind the computer screens. Love can’t happen with an update, picture, wall post or a profile; it has to happen with a beautiful, whimsical, childish, stupid girl whose existence of seconds make up for a lifetime.

Watching a fiction-film of 120 minutes enables us to believe in reel things over real facts but the obsession ends when we connect back to reality. The key word is “back to reality”. We have a big world outside the blue screen where an update plays a second fiddle. Facebook is only a minuscule part of life and not the heart of life. It is as clear as water that if one spends even 50% of his facebook time with  his old-friends, relatives, college buddies or any special someone in a real sense; one can easily earn a stronger constructive bond and a quality time indeed!  They may not post “take care” on your wall, but they will definitely come to pull your leg when they would come to know about your ill-health, accident, achievements or break-ups.

The crux lies in two things; action and impact behind the action; even if the action is ordinary the impact behind it must be positive, productive and creative. If you are falling in love with a virtual world and doing activities considering it as a centre point then you are certainly logging into FAKEBOOK. Let’s not make a fool of ourselves by being numb over this fact. If we want, we can overcome this addiction and dodge the negative impact which has created a defect in our lifestyle. Being a part of something and prioritizing it over something in our lives are two different things.

Ask yourself…Why have you created an account on FACEBOOK ? And if you are able to hear an answer you can surely refrain yourself from logging-in into
    

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