Drop
A lot of people are lonely despite all the conveniences of life – cellphones, cable TV, internet, microwave ovens, instant meals. Sometimes I wonder why?
Thinking about the past few weeks, I realized that I have only talked to one person about my thoughts. One person. I have more than a hundred “friends” in Facebook. I have three hundred contacts in Friendster. My phonebook has a capacity of 200 names, and my email address book probably has over 80 names. And I get to talk and be real with one person – my colleague and “seatmate”. And most times we talk about our frustrations with men. I can’t really talk to her about parenting and my worries and fears as a mother because she’s single.
Now when I think about it, people long for communication. Not just the usual “how are you – I’m ok, you?” conversation. It’s frustrating when people give me one liners for an answer to a specific question.
Communication – it’s convenient to do that with the technology that we have. But it’s not about the convenience, but being real about your feelings, and actually having the courage to share it to someone, and to have the heart to listen.
Most times, I find myself holding back even if I feel the need to talk, because people are busy, and taking time off their personal schedule isn’t something people are willing to give. So some resort to blogs. Which is better than suicide, drugs and meaningless conversations on chatrooms.
Right now, I feel tired. I have a lot of things I should be doing, but I just want to drop everything and lie down under the clear blue sky and cry. I want …
I just want to talk to someone who gets it.