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Reconfiguring Realities: Day 2 of Facebooklessness

No time for Love. No time to stand, relax and/or enjoy the wonder that the Earth is. In what world have I been living in all these years?

I have got a test to give by tonight. In five months, I will be graduating. I do not have a job yet. I want to start earning. I want to start having a steady flow of income. Who will give me the job? What should I be doing right now, to get that job?

Where should I go, whom should I contact for the job? I can't sit complaining my college at this stage. I can no more blame the circumstances. What I have, I have, what I do not, I do not. Nothing less, nothing more. It's all left to me now, what I do with what I have, and how I use what I do not have, to my own benefit.

Yeah. Enough of the trivialities. Meaningless rant. Misplaced, ill-timed discussions about things which are not even our immediate concerns.

Time to Reconfigure the Realities. Of life, of career, of job, of security.

No more conferences, no more anchoring, no more youth fests, …

I deactivated my Facebook Account


I remember I had done this before, just once, but very unwillingly, with a pain in my heart. But this time, I am glad that I have done it willingly. Even as I did it, my mind was giving me so many reasons to stay back on the site.

Why, even Facebook listed out some random names from my Friends' list and said all those people are going to "miss me"!! Seriously Facebook?

Sometimes I feel, Mark and Team have engineered Facebook to be addictive. They somehow have created it in such a way that just sticks to people's psyche in ways not comprehensible by the conscious mind. It's a dangerous mind game that they are playing.

I have experienced it. It is mentally very very addictive. Addictive for whatever reasons that may be.

I started using Facebook so that I do not feel lonely, and the more I use it, the more lonely I feel? How's this?

An eternal loop which never lets you live? It just strangulates you, day by day, inch by inch.

Sounds dangerous though. Well…

From Money Illa to Manila - A Journey to Remember

Hello Friends!

Though this has come around two weeks late, well, better late than never!

In many different ways and for many different reasons, this post is special for me.


I had thought about this title WAY BACK, around 3-4 months ago, even before my itinerary was confirmed. I am glad that it did get confirmed, and I did go!This was/is my first travel abroad, and again, I am glad it happened!I am glad, not only because I had planned to write this and share with you all, but then, some of you had looked forward to read about it, even before I told you that I would write about it. I thank you from the bottom of my heart! So the pleasantries apart, this post MAY be a bit longer than the others (I do not yet know, because I cannot predict) but I will try to keep it as short as possible! Happy Reading!

First things first: What does the title mean?

For all of you who do not understand Kannada, the word "illa" in Kannada means "not there". Hence the title connot…