Facebook or Book Of Faces

“Facebook, one of my favourite social media tools.”
Just reading this last statement makes me orgasmic. Why?

Well, we all joined Facebook for various reasons. You must have read “about Komplicated Kiran” section to know about me. As you, all know that I didn’t stay at any place in a given time for more than 3 years. Thanks to my father’s profession. My longest stay was in Pune, India after marriage for 7 years.
Oh! The topic was Facebook, not me. Okay! So, I joined Facebook to stay in touch with my school friends, work friends etc.

But, now the meaning of Facebook has changed. I don’t have to watch the news, follow politics, follow the celebrities as all that is available on Facebook now. If I miss my favourite show’s premiere, I get that update on Facebook. So, how can it not be one’s favourite tool? Plus the drama I get to see of real life people is like the cherry on the top.
If only, I could request Mr Zuckerberg to add few tools in facebook – it will just help spice up my life a little bit:

  1. Get a room until you are done icon  : for couples who post their every cutesy-wutesy move on the news feed every now and then!
    He : I love you baby
    She : I Love you too baby
    Me: Sweet! But not again, babies.
  2. Get a life icon : for people who keep posting their breakfast, lunch, dinner menu & bathroom breaks.
  3. Get a mirror icon : for the selfie addicts, I could pick your cleavage or abs out of a line up.
  4. Insecure much icon: for the silent stalkers. We all have that one silent stalker in our friend’s list who sees everything but never likes, comments or post anything.
  5. Am a Mouthpiece icon: Does the political party reward you for being his/her loyal top ultra mouthpiece.

The list is long. This one blog won’t be enough to jot down all the points I have for such attention seeking species. The best one I read recently was Nathan, my friend updated his status: feeling lonely with 43 tagged friends. Can someone please explain me “how can you not be lonely when you are friends with facebook instead of real friends”?

I am sure you all have some such funny experience to share.With changing times, my perception is changing every day towards social media tools.

Facebook is like an old marriage contract that you made and living it every day like routine. You are trying to rekindle that romance there by posting things which might & might not help.  And

And then we have few competitive siblings like snapchat, instagram, twitter, whatsapp etc.

Instagram gives you a feeling of being single and you are fishing for comments, likes, followers to feel young again.

Twitter is for people to show the world that you are intelligent. *wink*

Then we have fake friends and real friends. This one is pretty heavy and I hope you can handle it.

Don’t let a social media tool rule, you guys! How many of you can really actually call 5 friends from your Facebook list when you are depressed, in trouble, need a friend to talk to? If the answer is no, you seriously need to work on that list, my friend!

I love Facebook! Many of my friends dated, broke up, dated again, got married, divorced, re-married and had kids on Facebook. I have always been an integral part of their life events virtually.

Thanks to Mr.Zuckerberg for this mind blowing invention!

 

 

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My sister called me a “Glorified Maid”

Ok! Ok! Before you all judge me or my sister, let’s go through the why’s and what’s of this statement!

To give you all a background, I moved to the United States from India 3 years back. In India, I had a nanny, cook, maid, and a driver. Hahaha, when I told this to my friends in U.S – they thought that I had a life of some “queen bee” in India but my friends back home know that it’s a very common household trend to have these services for working people.
So, when I came here – I couldn’t work due to visa restriction. I have 10-12 years of working experience. I started working at the age of 17 which is kinda uncommon in India. Started my career with Promotions, events, call-center and then HR (Human resources). So, now you know why was it a big deal for me to sit at home and do nothing. Okay! I can’t say “Nothing” as I was sweeping, mopping, cleaning, cooking etc as that’s the only job “country of dreams” offered me.
Cooking, my favorite thing to do back home became a nightmare here. Well, cooking in India was a different experience altogether. My cook would chop the vegetables & onions then my job was just to saute them. Lol! I know it doesn’t even qualify as cooking for most of us. But it was kinda big deal for me. Weird Me! Right! However here, deciding what to make every day in the shortest possible time was the biggest task. Cutting and chopping are equivalent to climbing Mt Everest for me.
Alas, not by choice but yes that’s my sob story! My sister considers me her role model, I guess because I am the eldest one and that’s what I have been told to be since childhood (You must be wondering what am I talking about but let’s talk about that in another blog).
She says, “I am her role model because I have always been strong, perfect and independent”

Well, who doesn’t like compliments, hence I accept her opinion with grace. But when I started sharing my frustration of doing nothing in the country of dreams. She decided to rename me “Glorified Maid of and Made by the United States”

She thought my move to U.S will offer me closer and better access to my favorite brands and designers. Yeah! She was partially right. In the bargain, I also got introduced to the best brands of organic bleach liquid, dishwasher liquid, wood flooring cleaner and great varieties of healthy cooking oil. Sigh! She still considers me her role model. Hence, has decided not to get married and even if she does get married – “not stepping out of the country except for honeymoon and vacations will be a mandate clause of the contract”.