Hello !

A girl who leads a virtual and philosophical life.
She has a wise goat in her brain who takes a walk in a new quadrant of the globe everyday .
When back home from its grazing path it shares her heart with the girl whom she confides in.
The girl listens to her , gets poetic sometimes.
Someday she feels rather very informed when she gets to know about the technological advances.
Sometimes lands herself in a jigsaw situation.
Sometimes she is rather bewildered yet confident.
Spriritual sometimes , rather emotional sometimes!

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Racing Rabbit - Social Media

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

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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