By Vasundhara Goyal
Is it politically incorrect for someone (specifically a girl) to use abusive language for friends and then pick on the other ones on her facebook wall? I hope not. I live in times when sharing of a sophisticated relationship is only with enemies and fair-weather friends. I cannot hug my girlfriend and say, "OMG!!! Sweetu I missed you. You look stunning today." Even if I did miss her, I would rather drag her by the collar, smell her and say, "Bitch!!! Did you even take a bath?" My facebook wall is for my friends and not someone who reads each and every post of mine and then start scrutinizing me as if the next thing I am going to do is upload a nude picture of mine. Life isn't hard, but people around you try hard to make it just that. I came to a halt before unfriending my friend's Mom. Maybe this was not such a good idea for my well cultured and sophisticated image on her. Ask me, do I even care? Yes and no. My facebook interactions with people I know are not very charming and even though I will be portrayed as a stud to anyone who sees my wall and read my posts, I am a freaking nobody fattu in reality who is still trying to get over her fears (OK!! I agree I don't try, I just run away from them).
Is it politically incorrect for someone (specifically a girl) to use abusive language for friends and then pick on the other ones on her facebook wall? I hope not. I live in times when sharing of a sophisticated relationship is only with enemies and fair-weather friends. I cannot hug my girlfriend and say, "OMG!!! Sweetu I missed you. You look stunning today." Even if I did miss her, I would rather drag her by the collar, smell her and say, "Bitch!!! Did you even take a bath?" My facebook wall is for my friends and not someone who reads each and every post of mine and then start scrutinizing me as if the next thing I am going to do is upload a nude picture of mine. Life isn't hard, but people around you try hard to make it just that. I came to a halt before unfriending my friend's Mom. Maybe this was not such a good idea for my well cultured and sophisticated image on her. Ask me, do I even care? Yes and no. My facebook interactions with people I know are not very charming and even though I will be portrayed as a stud to anyone who sees my wall and read my posts, I am a freaking nobody fattu in reality who is still trying to get over her fears (OK!! I agree I don't try, I just run away from them).
Photo credit - Chinmay Maheshwari |
I decided I would choose the best option for me available after B.Tech till the time I realized, probably this is something I will be doing my entire life and if I erred now, I would be lost forever. My ideas lack the initiation to get implemented, my concepts lack the courage to read on paper, my experience and my confidence lags behind my age. I suffer from what you call the Quarter Life Crisis, but if everything goes as not so planned, by the time I complete my silver jubilee, I hope I would still settle down with some reasonably good memories even if it is from working at a pizza place and feeding on a thick crust double cheese burst Marguerite pizza with oregano and chili flakes.