Life is a journey. Let's walk together- you & I. Let's make this journey memorable.
Wednesday, January 11, 2017
I miss the days when Facebook used to be a park where words came to play. When the empty noise of real life drove you crazy, you could come and sit on a bench in this playground, watching the words do their thing. Occasionally, you could engage with them, but only if you wanted to. And even when you did, these words were shy, respectful, sometimes, filled with a little mischief, like the smile of a child who throws a snowball at you.
These words are now grown up in an evolved Facebook world. Likewise, they are all brash and bragging, screaming and begging for attention in an exclamation party. Shallow anecdotes make out with 90-character trivia in a one-night-stand. Opposing worldviews punch each other in heady bar brawls until the other bleeds into oblivion. Meaningless, hankering for more meaninglessness. Just like life.
Perhaps, that's why I like Instagram now. I guess, if a picture is worth a million words, then a million pictures say a lot, without speaking anything. That kind of quiet warmth that you get when you are inside a tent wrapped under a dense canopy. The kind of peaceful murmuring only trees can do. And nestled inside my tent, I can experience what the words originally set out to be, what they were always meant to be: comfortable solitude.