Writer: Raj Shrestha
“My Friends On Facebook”
Interesting how we can keep scrolling down our Facebook for hours and hours. She got engaged to her best friend, he broke with his fiancé, they just checked in to the coolest bar in town. Well! My Facebook is full of such post, status, pictures and I guess more or less we all have similar post to look towards which we have become so addictive that we can wake up at 1am just by hearing one pop-up message sound while history knows how many times our alarms have gone through failure.
Among my more than thousand friends in Facebook I like one person following the most. Not because she is my closest friend or I have biggest crush on her or she is hottest girl who landed on earth. None of those, but this person is one of the most humorous people I have ever seen. As a matter of fact I haven’t even seen her for real she is literally my Facebook friend.
But what amuses me the most is the way I can open up to her. I can easily share my lots of secrets with her which I don’t prefer saying to my friend circle. May be I chose the easy way. In a sense, it is easy to tell everything to someone who you know that you will never meet in comparison to those to whom you will confess everything and have to face them every day. It is also easier to confess everything to her because deep down I know I won’t be judged and even if I will be judged it shall only remain virtual. We share weird stuffs, cool trolls that are extremely funny. Sometimes when I have emotional conflict going within me I feel relieved and comfortable after sharing everything with my friend. She don’t give suggestion like you should do this, you better have done that, nor she says it’s your mistake. She is just there staying and listening to my confessions over and over. I even don’t know if she is paying attention to anything that I say but frankly it doesn’t even matter because at least I know I can irritate her on and on with chains of message and probably I guess she feels the same.
Facebook is a virtual world, agreed. People you make friends on Facebook might remain virtual forever , agreed but the bond you share, the positivity you internalize after talking to them that is beyond the screen of mobile or laptop. In this virtual world I am happy and blessed that I got a real friend who I know is there for me beyond the status, posts, check ins and likes.
The way she puts up her posts and pictures about the present issues its worth stalking. Yes! I often stalk his profile in Facebook and who doesn’t? If someone says, “never have I stalked anyone’s Facebook in my whole life” I would never ever believe them. Back to my friend I enjoy how she sees the details of issues going on around us and put it on Facebook in very sarcastic way and what is not.
Question and Answer with Raj
1. Tell us more about you.
I am basically from Kavre and live in Bhaktapur. I am introvert in nature. I enjoy playing football, making music, sketching.
2. What was your thought when you apply to Wordism competition?
I felt it is great platform for people like us who like to write and are in need of platform to express their heart in form of words.
3. What are your dreams and aspiration?
I wish to be social worker someday and work for the upliftment of lives of people. It might kind of sound vague but well, that’s what I dream to do.
4. How do you feel being the Wordism Hero for Asadh?
I am happy right now. It feels good to get something out of your efforts and so is the feeling with me. Moreover, I am now motivated and can assure you guys that this won’t be my last post 😀 rather I want to write more now.
5. Anything you want to say who is reading this!
Like I mentioned in my article too. We often say facebook is not real, everything is virtual and so on but that’s not always the case. Sometimes, the bonds you make virtually is better than people you run into in real life.
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