Prized Possessions and Giveaways

Oh man, I’m overworked I guess! Yes, I worked a lot on my blog yesterday, although it still looks like hell! I must easily have read 500-550 blogs just last night (I may still be wrong but I’m adding crude numbers here).

Yes you, yes you, my readers, my likers, my viewers have handed me the greatest gift a writer/blogger can ever have – readership! You were always there, but I only just found you. And you bursted in, through an unnoted door, and thronged this place like it has never been.

When I woke up in the morning today, I saw figures on my stats page, that didn’t seem to add up with my regular viewership. So I checked it closer and found that you have made one of my posts, an absolute heart-throb (I won’t boast by mentioning it here)and no, I hadn’t stepped on the tail of some spamster. You gave my writing today, a real sense of credibility. And although I know I’m still a microplayer in this world of mega players, I still feel important! I for once saw, I can work with you and for you!

You do amazing things. You lift spirits up, you drive a mind crazy, you make people work like they never do in their offices. You are the soul of writing – dear Readers! Us writers write for your pleasure of reading. And you make and break days in an instant! Trust me, I tried working last year on this blog and there were several instances when I wanted to quit this place and dive into sports or something that take my mind away from this misery called life.

But this January, I made a promise to myself to absolutely and whole-heartedly go for it! Make this place mine. I started fiddling with it till it felt readable. I realized the importance of hard work in our day-to-day life. I realized, what we do today, reaps benefits later, for we’re recognized only later after all that we have, is exhausted! For those who have made it a point to stick with this blog through its thicks and thins, I wholeheartedly thank you! I’m sorry too. I forgot you or rather missed you for WordPress upgraded much of its features and I never got updates about any of your posts. But all this has changed, for you’re all in my sight now. I see you all everyday. I read around 300 blogs everyday and I like or give feedback on most of them. Some that I don’t like remain untouched!

Still today, you may not notice them, but I get comments that tell me I’m not creative enough! They are phone calls of course. You are all I have, see, for out of all my twitter and Facebook followers, no one ever links to this blog and reads me! It’s only you, the WordPressers that keep me going! You are my second habit, the first being a combination of libation and something explicit that I may share later!

Some may question, why tell this story now? Because the first time, I reached a milestone, I failed to acknowledge it. I under-grasped its gravity. And it took me what, close to 20 months to better that record. What makes me feel prouder is, I got it all done, not through reblogs or shares. but with what I write everyday. That figure of 225 views in a day, that I achieved very very early in my blog, seemed mediocre for a while at the start but it had nearly become unsurpassable. No matter what I did, I could just never repeat the feat again. But I did today, I crossed 300 in a day!

I know days are going to be, quite the same from tomorrow, but today I bask in a glory I only dreamt of. I’ve had my pastries and juices and sweets that sweetened my day further. I enjoyed it. I thoroughly soaked in all that I can.

I sense a vulnerability here though, a weakness for I’m giving myself away to strangers, but I trust you. You won’t hurt me, will you? Please and always remember – you’re the only prized possession I carry. Rest are just giveaways!

Daily Prompt – Generation XYZ

We-Are-the-Facebook-Generation

To understand a generation, we need to understand what generation means in the first place. A generation by a dictionary means –

The average period, generally considered to be about thirty years, during which children are born and grow up, become adults, and begin to have children of their own“.

Welcome to our generation. Our generation that grew up hearing songs on CD players hung by our belts, grew up to carrying mp3 players and then iPods. Our generation that saw an internet boom, fought Y2k. Our generation that’s seen wars breaking states and countries into two. We probably witnessed the rise and spread of a technology revolution so big that it now has changed the lives for every living being on this planet. Things are now small enough to be held on the pore of our fingers which once couldn’t be held in hand bag.

We are the generation that believes that our future beckons to technology while we continue to value things that our parents taught us. We are the hybrids – the best of everything if we have our head in place and yet the worst of everything if we’ve lost it.

The generation that succeeds us, lets just say, gives up way too easily. They are weak hearted and weaker minded. They are affected more by movies and Facebook than their parents. Since I don’t have kids and I deride the next generation, ones that were born even a decade later, I’m going to talk about the generation that preceded us. We have tons to learn from them and yet tons to throw away what we learnt from them.

Our parents were strong for they believed more in human communication and touch. We learn senses. They weathered freedom struggles, wars of the worst kinds and yet survived to tell their tales. We learn toughness. They invented so much, we can’t help but wonder if we would still be the whiz-kids had they not laid the foundations. They invented bits and bytes. They invented memories. They gave the non-living, the brain to decide – yes or no. We can never waylay their contribution to the humanity.

My parents never failed to bring me in touch with that facet of their times. They taught me to see and think different. It’s a different side if I actually did it. But they tried their best. They cheered me up when I raised my first cricket bat. They were open-minded, for I was travelling alone in public buses responsibly taking care of my brother and his friend, when I was 8 years old. They taught me responsibility. Through the ups and downs of their lives, they taught me humility.

Crazy as I may sound now but our preceding generation tried teaching us society when they should have taught humanity. They taught us jealousy when it was competition we needed. They tried teaching us pride but all they really emanated was ego. We learnt to see the blackness in people first than embrace the truth of their deeds.

In this internet age, when the world is literally at our fingertips, we should try instilling hope, pride and humanity in our children than burn them early in their childhoods all the while suppressing their basic need for necessary freedom.

And I learnt this from my parents. Freedom if imparted carefully turns into responsibility much better than any other virtue.

By Myself

By Myself

I Am By Myself

Dilbert – 12/06/2013

Dilbert – 12/05/2013

No Facebook Anymore!

Gave it up! I just couldn’t tolerate my habit of opening Facebook every chance I got anywhere. I have to admit it – I have no social circle. I can’t stand those pictures of supposedly happy people catching fish, rowing boats, flying planes, sky diving not because I’m jealous but getting productive is what I’m looking at.

Browse a wall for jokes, for funny pictures, for cricket related posts but not any more.

I’m now entering the part of the world which despises the Facebook for what it is turning us into. We are forgetting what smiling really is, what laughing really is all the while getting depressed at all the good shit that others are able to do but we are not. WELL WE DON’T DO IT BECAUSE WE DON’T WANT TO. Not because we can’t but we don’t want to. Moreover my Facebook had more become a trolling wall than giving any useful logic. They manipulate our thinking. We aren’t original anymore. A life manipulated by the website that is set up by one guy who creates all its rules and advertises us products according to our tastes and his loyalties, I simply refuse to abide by him.

Thank You Facebook for all that you have taken from me and given to me.

Sharing

I see them. I see them everyday. In my TV, on my FB wall, Pinterest, Twitter and quite a lot everywhere around me. Yeah, right. I’m jealous. People having all sorts of fun all the time, posting pictures, the sun, the moon, the stars, the sea, the mountains, the lakes, the oceans, orange, green, blue, buildings with immaculate architectures. Why do we post everything on Facebook, twitter or blah blah??? Having fun is fine but we create albums only to share. Share – I guess thats the answer most people will give to my questions. People who fail to understand that all that they are doing is giving someone and something completely unknown the power to control their information, some of whom may be very personal. Doesn’t it scare you?

Face-lift at Facebook – or another vicious circle?

Face-lift at Facebook, to keep its users engaged | NDTV Gadgets.

Read this article folks. This is the exact same issue I have been facing since the day I introduced myself to the blog world and decided that I wanted to share feeds from my blog with the world.

It seems, in the wake of the intense advertising routines that Facebook seems to have introduced in recent years on our Facebook timelines, we lose a lot of important and valuable stuff we would have wanted to see instead what we actually see are posts that we are in most probability going to like or click ‘Like’ upon.

Lets start from scratch. What would a social network want from it’s users? To keep them engaged and logged in to their website to show and establish it’s popularity. Now, to provide better services to it’s users, they themselves started filtering out the results by noticing the users browsing and clicking patterns from months of their usage basically implying to everyone that all of the other stuff from all our other friends is either unimportant or trash and something that we would never have wanted to read. How does Facebook get to decide if it can filter out our news feed? Isn’t that something absolutely pivotal to my own engagement with Facebook? I may sound like a fool to many who don’t believe in Facebook but then I never said I believed in it either. It’s of use to me only to remain connected to people who are concerned with you and whom you are concerned about and tell the people about my blog. Advertisements are a legitimate way for the company to make revenue to keep serving the millions of it’s users and hence it’s mandatory for them too keep the advertising turned on. But should it come at the expense of user feeds? How can they just randomly fathom our likes and dislikes? Just by using an algorithm that determines the best choice for us, I fail to see the point of remaining connected with around 500 friends of mine who would normally share daily but don’t show on my timeline as they have either remained absent for a while or are reluctant users of technology but they are nonetheless close friends of mine, people whom I won’t call everyday but would like to keep a tap on.

Another face-lift for Facebook or is it merely a new way to introduce advertisement at even higher costs of our privacy and time and motivation to remain on Facebook, to use it to make the best of our lives? Has it gotten the better of us? Has it gotten better than us?

Remains to be seen.

Regarding my own issue with Facebook, I would love to advertise my blog, to show my posts to the world but how will it happen if my posts keep getting suppressed below the barrage of advertisements or bull-shit posts that cloud my timeline and others timelines as well. It’s all a circle – if my posts aren’t visible to others, how will they ‘like’ them and others will never see my posts if they don’t ‘like’ my posts. How is someone ever supposed to get out of this vicious circle? Facebook’s answer will be – buy our advertisement services and we’ll raise your audience by over two-thirds of what they today are.

Is it worth it? Am I wasting my time with Facebook?

Facebook Comment Can Land You in Jail

Facebook Comment Can Land You in Jail.

What have we come to? Shocking indeed!

Why Zuckerberg wears the same clothes every day

 

Why Zuckerberg wears the same clothes every day | NDTV Gadgets.

Donno why but I just love this guy. The sheer ingenuity with which he started Facebook and the work forward shows that he is the original one. Facebook turned corners for everyone on this planet and hence, hats off to him!

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