I think about you constantly, whether it's with my mind or my heart. ~ Albany Bach Reid

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Private vs. Public

So I came across this conversation between husband and wife on Facebook. Yes, Facebook.

Both are my friends. One was my former fling back in school. Why I am telling this? To clarify any unintended wonder on why I bother such plain conversation between a husband and a wife.

He put up a status on something; which usually friends and relatives would respond and give their comments on the respective status. Seconds later, a comment popped up. From his wife. Regarding their house electrical appliances.

Fine. I mean, everybody deals with house chores; even more when you've just lived in your new first house. No big deal. So I moved on, simply browsing through my account for the next 10 minutes, reading and trying not to puke while people telling stories about their life, how they are enjoying their breakfast of roti canai and tea tarik at the usual hang out. Tasteful.

I went back to this husband/wife-conversation. It has turned into discussing personal domestic events. Get this; they are talking about things that are crystal clear only the two of them know. There is no freakin way that others can join in and give their two cent worth of ideas. They do this where everybody on their freaking friend list can see. I mean, come on!!

Things between a husband and a wife should remain between the two of you. Gees. It is just like the same thing that happens when a wife tells the husband that she misses him terribly on Facebook. Should the wife post the status; a declaration of affection to her husband publicly? Is it that important or expected by all that the public should know that you miss your husband? God!

It would be easier and I guess sweeter right, if you private-message or send a text or whatsapp your husband? But no. It is hot and yummy served in public for all to see.

O oh. Would I be the same once I have someone to call eternally my own? Hope not.

Our way of communicating is hijacked!

This is an entry about my dissatisfaction with a particular mobile network that has been acting like a total double bozo for the past couple of weeks.

Mind you, I have been in a relationship with this network for more than 6 years and it was ok. I mean it never made me turned psychotic for no specific reasons. Until last 2 weeks. It didn't help me at all when as I was in a middle of a cyberchat through Whatsapp or BBM (not yet into weeeeechat), all of a sudden I no longer received any reply. Total silence. I became furious and it got worse if we were in a heated discussion.

Imagine the bloody moment where you can't text or call your loved ones? Eveything is put on hold and imagine the frustration boiling inside when you are demanding some answers.

On contrary, in some wierd circumstance, imagine that unexplainable sensation you experience in your heart when someone tells you in frantic voice that finally oh finally he could reach you on the phone after 15th freakin attempts.

People claim that our communication network system is going haywire due to the fact that we are on the verge of a political war. Maybe it is true cos' am telling you, it's driving me nuts when my wishes and wisdom are not delivered and spread out. Urgh.

As if the nerwork is not a problem already, my phone is pulling on a sad prank on me. Whenever I am on the phone, it dies on me.  

I guess it goes back to the way you view your mechanism in communication.        

Birds, anyone?