"FACEBOOK, mindless broadcasting of my thoughts and feelings"

Everytime 

                     when i have a lot to write about a particular thing, and i found my posts are getting excessively long, i simply divide them in segments and give title to each one of them, actually this is a trick to make the interest of the reader sustained in my topic yet in the interesting topic like facebook there are lots of thing which irritates us and there are lots of things which pleases us as well.

My idea about facebook is, it sucks when it gives me a feeling like I've made a major inroads on letting go of what other's think, facebook has not helped me with having confidence on my own idea, facebook is an easy prey of our insecurities, Facebook has made me feel more disconnected than connected, window shopping on other's lives is not the same as having a personal interaction with them. I want to be connected to people, but i don't want to be compared. i want to know how a friend's life is going, not how their personal profile is being developed out or who they have befriended or where they are shopping or what her wife is cooking tonight.

I am really fed up of these sick status updates of my "never ever known but still friends, called facebook friends",

• "If you're going to say what you want to say, you're going to hear what you don't want to hear." 
• "bye frndz gng to mumbai again................"
• "waaaasupppppppppppppppppppppppppp guyzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz so gaye kyaaaa "

Even though when people didn’t have anything for a profile status to update, they would find themselves in the kitchen making Maggie and mentally posting something to their Facebook wall about a recepie “making a tasty Thai basil curry” which they have been watching in Fox Travelers. Really i have a pathetic experience about finding a nice status update and about myself, I hated being only half present in my own life and always thinking about my next status update.

But

        at the same time I loved it, craved it, and needed that attention. I wanted to be known and loved by everyone. I feared that people would forget me entirely if I left Facebook, my love-hate relationship with Facebook caused me to spend inordinate amounts of time on Facebook

i would be glad if i can change something or help to make someone change that is myself, i would glad if i began wtiting letters again, i would be glad if i started remembering birthdays on my own, if again i be able to send greetings by making homemade cards, i would be glad by calling old friends more often. I  want to relish a life free of the random agonizing moral dilemmas presented by Facebook including but not limited to; can I unfriend a dead person? Or can i resist their family to be upset? Although I did suffer moments of intense sadness, I realized that while Facebook could provide an amazing quantity of interactions, it could never make them truly meaningful to me.

We give worst treatment on the very sensitive issues of our society by making a Facebook page on them, female foeticide is a crime more common in the interior villages of our country where people do not use Facebook, and real criminals are the medical professionals who do not have time to feel guilty about  themselves on committing this serious crime, or rest, whoom we are trying to educate making these useless pages, moreover i have come across some RIP Pages, what is the purpose of doing this nonsense or is a Facebook page for a dead person the modern way to pay homage to a loved one?

I think the majority of us, if tested, would have lower self esteem after 15 minutes on Facebook than before we logged on. So I’m taking back those 15 minutes to focus on myself. To get inspired and engaged in my own life. To connect with people in-person rather than in a virtual world that was more distracting than engaging.

"FACEBOOK, kills time or it kills your creativity"

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      I have wasted my 15 precious minutes by wiggling around these useless notifications, and another 15 minutes by regretting about that, i am sure if i wasn't an artist i would surely have already deleted my facebook account, as i have realized that facebook does nothing else to make u a "creative impotent patient"

I have gone though various blogs where people mentioned themselves as facebook addicts, and by the time how they have recovered themselves from this giant time eating insect just by deleting their facebook accounts. I have still restricted myself to do so because i run my business by this social networking site, i connect to my clients and other artists and event organizers by this site, i deal for shows, events , live programs by facebook, i upload my show pics, my upcoming projects, my creative peice of work, My videos in facebook, from where i got recognization from people, Hits, Likes, comments and shares are the tools which gives you a scale to measure your popularity..

People have their own reasons to delete their accounts some feel that by this site they allow unwanted people to intervene their personal life and they do not control themselves  to do this, some were working on to getting out of the comparison game. Its the game where you are accused of not focusing on the path that others have chosen, instead you feel guilty of creating your own path, Correct,  why should we? why should we feel guilty for being ourselves?

Some feels that this is a distraction for them, it is the water cooler gossip that is eating up time i could be writing. Some believe it is the window on the other people's life that reflects back what you are missing or rather, it is the window people want you to see.

i am actually amazed to see  how people use the platform of Facebook, and for what reason they post about their credit card bills, fight with their spouse or how they have being uninspired by their job. how people die to get likes on their useless posts about outdated love tips and pictures which they have clicked in the backyards or in the midst in their farms, i do not understand how would spreading post about keeping water pits in  the roof of the house for birds in summer helps to save birds from dieing unless you actually go and do the same. i don't understand why do we spoil someone's wall by tagging them with an ugly pic of an Nigerian women, and we even expect comments on this.

Moreover 

                            facebook's irritating gaming requests like farmville, Monsterworld and Sach ka saamna and all the crap applications on facebook which tells you about your death date, how much your lover loves you, and which celebrity u look like is the reason why every time i log in i take a step back. 

Oh Girl... u r mine, Oh Girl... u r mine... tere ishq mein hadd se guzar jaun, main jhooth kahu toh, kahu toh, kahu toh... marr jaun.

I was dancing in the rhythm of this song when, i again realized how much i love her...

what i can say about you girl, ur love has made me lazy apart from making crazy, seriously i do not know why i piled up all my worries upon you, probably because i know you are always there to take care of these stuffs, i don't really understand what shall i call you, what shall i give you, the only gift worthy giving you i think is "the part of thyself", and trust me i am already committed to that, i have no secrets to tell you is the most important thing in our relationship, even though it seems to hold a tiny importance in relationship but believe you me, it can create a big difference i have no fear to loose you because i know there is nothing i have to fear about losing you, i have no hearts to hide from you, no calls to receive going away from you, no person to restrict meeting you, and no place to go away from you, you are ubiquitous, present everywhere, in my mind, my thoughts, my eyes and in my breath i feel you... you need not to tell anything to me, i know what  is there in your heart cannot be explained in words,  and, for you i also have no pretty drawing, no  poems, no crptic message just three words, curved high on a mountain, covered in dew, i saw these three words... I LOVE YOU, this is the love i see in your eyes or its merely a reflection of mine, i know whom it is for.