Sunday, October 31, 2010

Funny thing about Facebook

The funny thing about Facebook is that I didn't even know that it existed until this February 2010, when I came home from a eight month long voyage and found that suddenly the world has gone apeshit over it.

What irked me the most was that my dad was on Facebook, and all my old schoolmates were already on his friends list.(Daaaaaad!!! wtf???)

Huh?...Whaaa???!!

I was tired of this shit....I thought with me in Orkut for networking and Multiply for friends, I'd never have to join another social networking site in my life.

The last time I checked my Multiply friends were still cool, and gave the most thoughtful interactions they could give to me...it might have seemed that they were slowly getting disenchanted with Multiply, but it was still good times.

But with most people abandoning Orkut en masse , Orkut started resembling a ghost town.

Drat! 

I was presented with a "I don't wanna, but I hafta...join Facebook" scenario.

So Join I did.
(Here I am)

Initially being new, I had a massive inferiority complex when on facebook.My friends already had over 400~500 friends, while I could count mine with my fingers (and eventually fingers and toes)

Friend requests were not easily forthcoming...and people took their time to accept my friend requests.

My insecurity was compounded by the fact that I did not understand Facebook and it's trends...I mean, why do people tag each other in offensive pictures?Why why why?
What's the thing with the wall? So...everyone can see whatever I write on it?
Hey...unlike Orkut, no one can know whose profile you have checked...cool...

So, I was determined to do two things on Facebook.
1)Make a lot more friends than most of my friends.
2)Crack the facebook Code to be more visible (while actively loathing it)

If you notice, I occasionally wrote on facebook too.
I strived to keep the material upbeat and insightful and totally unique from the stuff I posted elsewhere.(The last bit did not happen so easily)

I did make a lot of friends on facebook...It was not a huge number, and definitely not the highest amongst my friends, but a lot nevertheless.

I used every dirty trick on the planet to get more friends.


I even fertilised random farms in farmville and fought against random mafia members in Mafia Wars.
I sent friend requests to any female who looked good(regardless whether it was their real profile pics or not) and some not so pretty females(who I knew would not reject my friend requests), all the time while I strived to post unique links and neverbeforeseen status messages.

My hardwork paid off...in more ways the one.
I made around 700+ friends at one time, including a few (real) celebrities and some really pretty girls.

To my surprise I was not a loser here.
Girls usually came on their own and tried to strike up a conversation.Some of them were really pretty.

One of those pretty girls was

She  confessed that she liked what I posted.

I tried my best to hide my  pre-conceived loser self notion, and presented myself as a chilled out dude who was having a lot of  fun with his life.

It almost backfired.

She thought I was a regular playboy and a heartbreaker with the gift of gab who regularly deflowered innocent virgins.

So then I presented my true self...the shy never been kissed guy that I was...which strangely what had her hooked(apart from my ASOH or Awesome Sense Of Humour)

And you know what...
This was true.
And maybe Mark Zuckerberg knew all about it, but didn't give a shit because he was too busy taking a swim in his pool filled with money.








An epilogue too early:The path of excess leads to wisdom.

After 700+ friends,most of whom I have never seen, let alone met, I found that I had no need to prove myself of Facebook.
I no longer had to have a lot of friends.
I no longer wanted to post stuff that ooh-ed and aah-ed everyone.
I no longer felt obsessed about checking my profile every minute.

The spell had broken.

I've now cut back drastically on facebook time.A cursory glance of the page sometimes...I never click on the inane viral videos, not do I troll on others status messages, nor do I tag friends on stupid pics.

I've deleted most of my Facebook friends whom I've never interacted with...boasting  a lighter friendlist of around 300 friends (soon to be halved).

And I'm finally gonna start writing soon.

(Orkut is known as Borekut amongst friends these days. 
R.I.P Orkut)

5 comments:

  1. Just read Ms.J's
    http://malinverno.multiply.com/journal/item/107/what_to_do?replies_read=1

    and realised that all of us probably have a facebook account.

    http://www.slate.com/id/2208678/

    and just wanted to chronicle my journey in it.

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  2. I don't have a Facebook account. I find it too complicated.

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  3. Slow Clap...

    You did what I couldn't do...succumb to peer pressure...

    Sniff!
    (manly tears)

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  4. It certainly has its good and bad things.... just like the internet. A lady friend got divorced because of it. Her hubby of a few years met an old frame..... on, of all places, FB!!!

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  5. Meeting old flames...happens a lot more often than you think...
    It happened with a sixty year old boatswain on my ship...he was really nervous when was about to call her...

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