Back with some poetry
Yes social media had found her
Had come to infect her.
Living had become a pendulum
She now welcomed the swing of it
She admitted the fact that she was drawn towards it
She liked the likes that used to crackle her like magic
She could not put her mind off social media
even though she didn't trust the people there
She knew being rich on instagram was like being rich in monopoly . Useless.
We hold the smartphone aim by our fingertips
We aim At ourselves
We shoot ourselves
Erase our blemishes
Post it on social media
Wait for likes and comments
Social media can sometimes
be distressing
Because everything I chose to share should always be impressive
Clearing your exam shoots the likes number to sixty four
When you fail
There is nothing but a silent seashore
We join social media
Thinking will be taken care of by the friendly crew
And you hope to see something new
I know people whom Ive never met
Never heard from my mom nor from my dad
I know people of whom I've never read in my books nor in any newspapers
Distance is no match for these machines
Each of us has been infected by the disease
Each of us has been infected by the disease
My parents taught to me to talk to people like raindrops one by one in an order
Not all at once like a cold shower
I observe what they say
I like what they write
I comment on what they post
I religiously receive their notifications like a pleasant host
I listen to them more than my parents
Follow their rules more than my shariah
Thats the impact the social media has on you and duniya.
Feeling proud about wearing hijab
Asserting the need to grow a beard and not a moustache
Pleasing your better half more than any other human
These are things my mum would never say
Had it not been the social media to keep my apprehensions at bay
Be it the sunnah I left behind with my childhood in the madarsa
Or the revival of soul that often catches rust with time
Social media has definitely helped me fall , rise and revive.
Yes , it has helped some low lying businesses thrive
Taught girls to beautify themselves and place hijab on the standby
The fanciest ways to wear hijab
From hoojab , turban or or a winged eye
Propagated a temptation in me that it's okay to pout with your pancake on as long as you have the one metre long head pack
Yes they helped me to make my self obsession public
Made me jealous about the luxuries my sister in Islam has
Made me stress over the worldly luxury in my duas
See my friends , social media is a place of knowledge and hypocrisy
Stand against an icon and you face no mercy.
Its a great place to chat and share
Curating and blogging can also be done
If you have ample time to spare
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