It is amazing how technology can make a convert out of the most
resistant cynics.
I witnessed the changover in a close friend "Buddy" who was
staying with us for a while. Never one to post pics or updates, he maintained
an online account with a modest friend list. However, he termed it a
"social therapy" with contempt. So, when he joined the bandwagon, the
story had to be told.
It all started when he went through a gruelling time at the Indian
embassy. Applying for the OCI card (Overseas Citizenship of India) for his baby
boy had turned into a frustrating nightmare and it took many a bump, hurdle and
roadblock to see the application through.
The experience left him cold and seething about the rigamarole of the
Indian bureaucracy. Looking for an outlet, he proceeded to open --not a bottle
-- but his laptop and drown his sorrows in, ahem, Facebook.
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After typing out a few furious lines about the frustrating experience,
he decided to take a break. When he logged on a few minutes later - click
click, click - his friend list had come out in hordes, hitting on many
"likes" followed by accounts of similar dismal experiences. It was a
gratifying moment, the hardened lines on his face eased into a smile, the
trauma of his experience washed away by the torrent of shared sentiments by
kindred spirits.
Buddy has now formed a solid bond with Facebook. Whether it is to talk
about a lousy movie, a nail biting cricket match, the site gives him the chance
to connect, be heard or just make a point.
That is what makes Facebook so popular, isn't it; this ability to
alleviate loneliness without crowding your space. A community ready to offer
sympathy, solace and social approval. How else would you explain a public
letter of affection between spouses, a digital shot of culinary experiment
turned out well, raving about a great holiday or a rant about Monday
mood?
So much for critics berating that technology has impinged on social
interaction; it seems to have opened more avenues than before. People are
always chatting, watching, catching up through comments, updates and pics, even
when engaged in an activity.
Does that mean that we are closer to our friends, now that we are better
informed about their lives? Or maybe it is a time efficient way of managing
relationships, devoid of awkward pauses or the strain of maintaining a real
conversation?
A recently published news article on the BBC website reiterates this.
Apparently, UK has lost the art of conversation where a survey suggested that
most people prefer to drop in a line on social sites or text a message instead
of having actual conversations over the phone. I am sure it is not true only of
the UK but of any metro city where technology is deeply enmeshed in the fabric
of its lifestyle.
But on the other hand, what can be a more effective way of maintaining
contact when you are miles apart, in different countries, yet wish to keep in
touch?
The other day our daughter first started school, a milestone moment for
our tiny family. She was all dressed up and excited and I felt sorry that her
grandparents, uncles and aunts were not around to see it. So, I held my phone,
clicked a pic and off it went to our online group. Within minutes, they responded, saying how nice it was to see her off to school
virtually at that point in time! My friends were responding with reassurances that
she will be fine, while I was fighting back tears, thinking of my little baby
as a big school girl.
All it took was a picture that helped me share that momentous occasion
easily, across time zones! How marvellous is that?
Usually, the day would have been marked during our weekend calls back
home, but thanks to social groups, it was possible to convey, communicate and
share our feelings, right away.
I guess, these sites are our anchor, as we steer away from home and build lives in faraway countries. We may not spend much time talking but it
surely helps us to keep in touch, sharing bits and pieces of our lives amid
busy routines.
After all, it is all about staying connected, isn’t it?
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