Why I left Facebook

facebook_logoAnd when almost all of my family members and (geographically) displaced friends were getting on the Facebook wagon, I just deleted my account for eternity, thus ending a 4 year stint with the world’s most popular social networking site. Out of the thousand odd friends I had (after a regular periodic clean up), only 3-4 people have asked and inquired about my reasons to quit. There are several reasons I can think that made me arrive at this decision. Sharing them with you!

Note: Most of the following reasons I stated here are personal and not actually Facebook’s fault.

1)      It takes much of your time and attention and makes you lethargic. Often I found myself refreshing through feeds endlessly. It scared me for what passive person I was turning into.

2)      It takes away the surprise elements of life. For ex. I know what my friend in Bangalore is upto or he knows what I’m upto here in Goa. So when we actually meet in person, we have very less to talk about other than just verifying what he posted on FB.

3)      You become dependent for content. I realised that I would end up reading content shared by others more than scouting the desired content for myself. My year old bookmarked links are still pending to be read.

4)      I couldn’t subject myself for any further intellectual degradation by reading what people often share on Facebook. It might sound rude and self righteous but some people are overly excited to be on Facebook and publish timely details about their life.

5)      Pointless political debates happening on random Facebook groups is a sure source of headache and solidifies the belief that the average stupidity of people around is on an exponential increase since the advent of Facebook. I’ve taken part in many such debates but have also realized its pointlessness after certain time. People who haven’t realized that yet are busy fuelling a “Congress vs BJP via AAP” discussion while I’m back to sanity.

6)      I feel depressed reading people’s views on Facebook about various issues like racism, casteism etc. There’s sheer absence of basic ethics to engage in conversation. People get too personal and often offensive for absolutely no reason.

7)      It was hampering my patience. I realized I was becoming impulsive (more than what I’m already) and felt a compulsive need to react on everything.

8)      Often it gives you a false sense of achievement by gaining likes and comments on almost anything without doing any solid work.

9)      The need to network either doesn’t exist for me now or that its getting fulfilled via other platforms.

10)   My personal life is going through a colossal transformation. I’ve given up on my decision to become a software engineer (and now wonder why I wanted to be one in first place. More about that later).

11)   It’s also a self experiment to see how long I can go without using Facebook. In past, I’ve done that with internet chats & watching TV to a level that these habits are almost non-existent in my routine now.

I have not given up on social networking sites per se. I’m on twitter/instagram/flickr regularly. It’s just that I’m not comfortable with what Facebook has become or made into.

Caste Away

The morning started with Vishnupuran announcing to start a Bahujan manch to unite all Goan Bahujans under one organisation. I was wondering whether we really need one in these times. Then logged into Facebook where Nagraj is doing a promotional countdown of his much talked feature debut “Fandry”. He had shared Jason’s review of Fandry from DNA.

While browsing through the twitter timeline, I found this tweet.


Last time I checked, Apple didn’t sell their gadgets to people based on their race or caste. I set out to write a blog post about my thoughts on reservations and ridiculing such attitudes. Didn’t come out quite well so I just erased the entire text and shut down my laptop.

Then while I was browsing my FB timeline, I saw someone post about the new Marathi film titled “Timepass”. And the post was as haunting as its potential humor.

लेखनची धाटणी , अभिनय ,चित्रण अश्या सर्व यांत्रिकी गोष्टींचा सुंदर मिलाफ आहे पण खटकणारी एक गोष्ट म्हणजे तो परब आणि ति लेले …. ति लेलेच का? दुसर कोण दिसल सुचल नाही ??????? दरवेळी ह्याना भटाच्याच मुली का सापडतात ? ह्या चित्रपटात तर हद्द केलीय…खरच ब्राह्मण कुटुंबातील मुली अश्या पटकन पाघळणरया असतात ??? कोणीही याव आणि टपलि मारून जावे ?? आधीच आपला समाज intercast लग्नाच्या समस्येने त्रस्त आहे . त्यात ब्राह्मण मुलीना बदनाम करणारे असे असंस्कृत सिनेमे आपण टाळावेत .

While I’m reading this post, ISRO is gearing up for the launch of GSLV D5 on the first Sunday of 2014.

This is the tragedy of times we live in. The girl who felt offended by her reserved category classmate who owned an iPhone and a Macbook probably didn’t realize that the caste based reservation still exists because of her own mentality that feels threatened by certain communities crossing the threshold of economic empowerment. In the hate campaign for film “TP”, Mr. Kulkarni thinks that a Parab can should never be allowed to fall in love with a Lele in a film made by a Jadhav. That Brahmins are the stakeholders of morality and ethical conduct and their daughters shouldn’t be flirting with street side Dagdu. That inter-caste marriage is a problem.

As I grew up, I’ve had very confused opinions about reservations. Anand Patwardha, in a post-screening discussion of Jai Bhim Comrade made an interesting remark supporting caste based reservations saying that “It’s a necessary evil. Till the day where all Indians would put their hands on their heart and say that they don’t believe in caste system, that’d be the time India can do away with reservations and we can truly call ourselves as a progressive nation.” That somehow made sense.  And looking at peers from my generation having such thoughts, it just enforces my support to caste based reservations in Educational institutes because Ambedkar’s struggle hasn’t reached to its logical end yet.

ISRO has launched GLSV D5 successfully now. The post made by Kulkarni is gaining more visibility on Facebook and being shared rapidly by fellow sympathizers. India is trying to survive its own contradictions.


The feast and the nostalgia

It’s been two decades but going for a feast still triggers a childlike innocence in me and a sense of nostalgia too. Every year, we visit the temple and follow the routine ie eating the authentic Goan Bhaji Pao and Mirchi Bhujiyas and then going for a stroll to buy sweets and some crazy stuff like a car that works with a remote. And not to forget playing games at stalls trying to win some goodies. It’s ritual yet spiritual.

Here are some photos that I captured during the feast this year.

This slideshow requires JavaScript.


To write or not to write is not the burning question but what to write is. Because there is too much to talk about and too many things to react and ponder on. Too many people to be reached and too many to be offended. Yes, offended! Some people have taken offence to my previous writings (rants) and thought I went into silence since I didnt retaliate after a certain point. The thing is, I realized soon that I couldn’t come down to their level of personal mud slinging which they confuse as debates. The silence all this while was only because I was trying to get this new blog up. More rants (which make sense) will follow and more people would be offended. After all, You are not remembered for saying (or doing as Atul Chitnis said) what is expected from you!

Just Landed


Geekblues.in is dead I’m shedding my geek cloak to transform into a cultural ethnic hipster (Fabindia Kurta and a jhola). The site is just up and shall be kicking ass and offending people in a short while.