I have my sorrows and my cheers. I shy not and flaunt my achievements. For me life has become a big camera when virtual world of FACEBOOK is around.
With my eyes to focus on enhancing my outer appearance i have bold and beautiful suggestions for the world, offlate an unripened bud seems to have a power to rotate this never existing world.With the increasing number of likes my confidence is attaining a summit. I feel like a celebrity when people say i look wonderful in everything i try. Now i don't even realise the need to contemplate nor even to ponder upon my shortcomings , though non existing but this world adores me more than myself.
Every time i turn a page of my book i also take a look at my news feeds, when ever and where ever i am , this is a quintessential part of my life and i am a social animal with more than three hundred people on my friend list but the irony is that i am a loner yet i will never accept this because as long as i am connected to it i am entertained and i am happily busy.
Right from the dawn to the end of dusk i can show my photographic skills, i have my worries and i have my doubts but this virtual world never leaves me alone.I love to be with it and its late night chatting system , i personify it as an ideal match with no demands and no regrets nor even the societal
norms because with it i am the member of the cult group.
I know my exams are heading but i am addicted to it, i have guest coming but i am still with it.
I have invested my years on it and now when i am blossoming my parents are looking for a groom but i am placing my faith in face book and trying finding out my prince Charles through it.
Now i am middle aged , things are fine but not so flowery. My groom is Mr. Charles from U.K here U.K is implied as Uttarakhand he is what best face book can give me and after my marriage i started thinking as if my Facebook fever is over , but whenever i post our picture i got complements of best couple and a series of never ending likes and I know this is one of the sweetest lies that were ever told yet i liked it. I have worries but i use Facebook posts to overcome my sorrows.
Thus my Facebook mania can never be cured as long as i am happily busy and inundated in this never existing world.
