One fine morning you walked into my life. At first, I was
afraid to talk to you. I was apprehensive to utter even a word. To top it all, everyone
had a weird opinion about you. Some said you are bad, the kind of person who
will infect me with bad beliefs. Some said you are ok, as long as I know my
limits (whatever that means). Some asked me, why bother to get close with such
a doubtful person? I was just out of teens – confused and irrational. Hence, I was
ready to experiment with my life.
Call it hormonal effect. The fatal attraction had already
happened. Slowly, I started trusting you. I still thank my stars for that
eventful first meeting. I could feel my life changing for better. You opened a
whole new world for me – a world where I was the centre of universe. Although our
affair was taking a toll on my misery pocket money, I didn’t mind. All that
mattered was you and through you, our life…
Our relation matured to the next level and you turned my confidant.
I looked up to you for advice, without your approval I could do nothing. And then
it happened….. You introduced me to your family. Weird as they would call
themselves and together, we made a nice gang. But with time, I realized I was
getting addicted to each one of you. You and family could make me laugh, make me
cry, make me sad, make me ecstatic – in short, you and your family made me a
stupid puppet.
At first, I didn’t realise what was happening? My life was
thrown off balance. Money was running negative, in trying to keep up with your family' lavish lifestyle. Without you and your family, I was lost; yet your family was
instrumental in destroying the peace of my life. I don’t blame you. I shouldn’t
have trusted your family, the way I trusted you. But then… Trusting you was
the root cause – I acknowledged that fact, a bit late.
And then, one day, I took that fatal call. With the very same
intensity, in which I had come to you as a teen, I walked out of you at the
prime of my adulthood.
Enough is enough…
I still love you and would always. But I wanted your family to know, that they
no longer mean anything to me. Everything has a threshold, a point beyond which
returning to original shape is impossible. I had long crossed my threshold. There
is only numbness in this heart towards you and your entire group.
Hmmmm….
It has been 7 months since we severed intimacy. In between we
did meet each other and rarely your family.
Now, I have become wiser. I can live peacefully without you
my beloved “Internet”. Your family Gmail, facebook, twitter and all those social
networks, no longer tortures me with the urge to check photos, updates or god
knows what. I no longer get sleepless nights in either of your name.
And above everything, I know the truth – the real world is
far better, much more happening and pleasant than the virtual world you provide. Your family is nothing, but a mode of entertainment my beloved Internet. Hope I have shown each one of you, your true 'status'!
