Have you ever thought how some small frivolous matter tends to get to you in more occasions than not.. and not entirely because you perceive it to be important, but because others perceive it to be? Maybe all that will make sense once I get these e-tangled thoughts off my..chest..no.. laptop!
Let's start at the very beginning..the engravings on the wall once upon a time spoke volumes in early man's cave times.. perhaps the first form of advertising of one's thoughts..by scribbling nit bits on cave walls with charcoal chalks. I am not quite sure when this psychological rebellion started..but people evolved and started realizing that one's thoughts were unique to one, and therefore any and every brilliant or stupid thought that flies across our brains should be shot and displayed.. like a proud road-kill. But, little did we know that after 75 million years, we as a society will be basing our lifestyle and success out of the public standing in other's people's minds, twitter accounts, facebook likes, and oh yeah did I miss something out Orkut probably...in any case in another 2 minutes or so some other new brilliant Mark Zuckerberg-like Harvard Student would have invented some kind of a new socializing website.
At first, I have to admit.. even before any of these current maniac social websites came into place, it was the ancient e-mail and chats that were king and queens of internet communication. Perhaps, I have to be frank here... I have held my place throughout the evolution of facebook.. focusing on showcasing my thought process every freaking possible way. But who would listen or chat all the time? Heck, I had so many hot flashes of surging thoughts that I quickly jumped on to the blog-wagon to make a name for myself out here. But did it prove to be enough? For a while, yes. You got the immense satisfaction of documenting your travel, reviews, and vote on special occasions to favorite Fashion Faux Paus.. etc! So when did the joyful ride come to an end?
Precisely the time when we realized that we have vain injected in our veins everyday.. when we log on to facebook/twitter.. update our statuses, comment and likes on ppl's albums.. post new photos and boast about that latest vacation you took.. and let's not forget.. checking our iphone/laptop frequently for updates and notifications! Pfhhhffft! It is pureeee madness out there. It's a Vanity Fair of the worst kind..and do u know where it starts to get deadly.. it is when we cannot realize a life without those bulging 'Vains', let alone deprive ourselves from it.
Look around you... almost every single person is soo consumed by his own life and what other people think about what he ate, when he slept, or what work/study he does.. that there comes a point in life when we feel like everyone's paying us just enough attention.. to let us know they are there, and inviting us to acknowledge and thank them in return with some more attention!
When will we say enough??? Will you??? Will I??? or the even more obvious question. Why should I???
While we mull over these questions, someone has already overtook your status' popularity, by posting some funny pic with like 100 extra likes! What I have come to conclude by end of this Vanity Feud.. is that people are not going to change. As long as fame and popularity are emotional goals people seek, as long as we know it is free of charge to show off that we are happy and oh-so-much-in-love or in success.. and as long as 'i-wanna-be-better-than-you' attitude lives on.. facebook n twitters will live on!
Now I come back to the question I posed in the starting of this monologue..These tweets n Wall Posts are frivolous matters in the bigger scheme of things.. yet still we tend to dwell and spend eternity in perfecting our profile pages. We are no longer part of the e-world where we use socializing websites to build relationships and share our happiness and sorrows.. now we have come much further than that to an eerie cut-throat competiton world.. where Facebook feeds our ego..and we feed it back with our status updates.. it remains to be seen who will have the last laugh.. the Vain in our Veins or the Vanity Fair's reigns!
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