Slowly but surely the tenor of speech in the medium of social networking is taking on a character of its own. When it began it was looked upon by the purists as an invasion upon a territory that they seemed to rule over. For ages the writer or the person from the estate was the considered voice. A voice that informed, analyzed, brought notice to, had opinion had detail and had believability. It was the ‘newspaper’ ! A metaphor for all that needed confirmation.

" Did you know that there was an explosion in the city and many got injured? Read it in the morning papers!”

And so on. It had its importance and value and presence. It was an integral part of our social existence. It still is, I believe. It has become synonymous with all mornings, irrespective of Google and the Net. Only now there are alternatives. Several of them. There is a choice much greater than what was. And that choice is the variants available on the internet, the wire, the wireless. And this I believe has made the issue more liberal, democratic and society friendly. The right of securing information does not just lie with the traditional spreadsheet, there are buttons at your command that provide similar results. And these results are devoid of any deliberate opinion making by another. These are your own individual thoughts. There were opportunities to express them earlier too, but not, I believe as independent as they are now.

Initially when the blog began there were severe apprehensions from the estate. For the first time ever their indulgence was bearing the onslaught of being questioned. Or in some cases, named. This was not what they had ever expected. It was anathema to them. For those that had served their entire professional careers in commenting on daily affairs of the world, were now in the opposite side of the fence. They were being commented upon and they just did not like it. No one would, in their situation. Some retaliated and countered back through the medium that they controlled. Some expressed anger and others fear. Fear not of being written about, but just the discomfort of being righted when all along they had only dealt with those that had wronged.

Many things then begin to happen simultaneously. When they could not beat the invention they decided to join it. Now you have both options. The paper and the net. And it is not always that there would be a difference. Both were interchangeable. One borrowed from the other. Write on one, get written in print on the other and vice versa. And the beauty is that both are equally powerful for their masters.
What to me seems a problem is the fact that those that are individuals and who have been expressing themselves independently, do not have the circulation that the standard media has, and therefore have a limited reach; as opposed to the vast distribution of the other. But with time and spread, the medium of independent expression has been recognized. ironically by the same estate that opposed it. Views expressed individually on a medium that has portents of belonging only to party A, have the strong ability to be picked up by the traditional and expressed through the strength of their medium to parties ABCD…And because theirs is a much stronger institution, the belief factor is stronger than that of the ‘new kid on the block’.

The ‘new kids on the block’ having realized the potential of their strengths, have mastered the art of how best such a situation can be exploited, and have shifted a few gears to be in a superior position.

I miss you Mommy!

 

A Silent Roar

The moon, the stars, the sun, the sea and the shore

Everything is here but my mommy, she’s not here anymore

Blessed I was once, happy and content in our family of four

But today, I stand here, waiting for her to come through the heavens door

Mommy must have cried, for so soon she did not want to go

A plea, a plight in her starry eyes, as if there was something she wanted me to know

Her heart must have ached, her body must have been sore

Among the norm of nature and a mother’s cry, death hailed fore

Pretty face, beautiful heart, she’s the one I used to adore

Forlornly, I could not ever tell her this before

For I was immature, irresponsibility was what I always wore

And it all died down, when I saw her, lying breathless on the floor

Without her, my life is always but a war

Fighting within everyday with my hearts silent roar

-Arshritha

Sometimes, a mother’s worth is only recognized after she leaves for heaven…Fortunate are the ones who are blessed to have their mothers by their side….for those who don’t have a mother, know what it feels like to live a life without them…Mothers do so much for us…they sacrifice their happiness to give us a decent life…from the day you were born till today, your safety is all that is in her heart...many people take their mothers concern in a negative way and would ask for privacy…that is wrong…when for the first time, you uttered a word in a wobbly language, your mother was the one who understood what you were trying to say…and when you were a child…probably aged between 4 to 12…you asked millions of questions that did not make sense to anyone else but your mother...your inquisitiveness did not bother her and she told you the right from wrong on uncountable times…then how come now, when you are at an age where you think you know everything, assume that your mother bugs you by asking where you have been or what did you do all day? It’s not impractical but concerning questions that can come only from a mother.  don’t forget that her womb was your first home…you can never ask for ‘privacy’ from someone who’s a part of you….it’s her flesh and blood that is running in you. Love her and give her the respect that she deserves… 

We only have One Mom, One Mommy, the one who gave us a priceless gift….a gift called life…

So if you are blessed to have your mommy with you, come out of your laziness….get off your chair/bed and go hug her right now…for the sake of all that she has done and gone through for you….a random hug from her child will bring a bright smile on her face….glitter in her eyes and it will ease all her pain :) For girls who are married and miss their mommy, go call her or text her….send her beautiful cards reminding her how much you love and care for her…thank her for making you what you are today….and for others like me whose mommy is in heaven, lets bow down and pray for her peacefulness :) they can feel our happiness and sorrows…they laugh and cry with us…and will always be there for us….u’ll feel her near you all the time…it’s a different story that we wont be able to see her beautiful face again…wont be able to feel her tender touch again…but atleast we can keep her in our memory…and never do things that she would not want us to do…atleast I would not…that’s a daughter’s promise to her mommy! 

I was wondering, what if I a posted this blog in a sleep induced condition? The mind is a very versatile object in us, and has reason to surprise us often with its thinking process. It would be wonderful to share what an unprotected mind would convey, for, in most of our living and conscious existence, the mind has always been in a state of cautious expression; barring a few unique examples of humanhood.


So… if on one of these fine days you were to come across an entire post which was never apologetic about its content, you would and should be able to guess how and where it was coming from :P

It is a difficult task to undergo, but one I know shall be an instant hit because of its inconsolable content. Most ventures that possess such traits, are, generally successful hits. The irony and reality of life. The trick there would be to allow the mind to rest in between the task. I have noticed that when the flow of the writing is rapid and continuous, there is very little chance that sleep shall get induced. Its when you stop to think and ponder that the mind wanders. And because the mind works at a good hundred times faster than a chip in the computer, we are straddled with a million thoughts, each clamoring to come out with gusto and effect. That is when we go astray. That is what I would love to read, even though it emantes from the same system that decoded it. Fascinating is it not!!

So you see even at 1.10 in the morning the brain is willing to conjure up such thoughts and bring it to practice. And having said that I think I have spoken too soon, because the black squares in front of me and my eyes are suddenly going into multiple images.

It's time to sleep...goodnight folks!

Does ever an anguished mind conform to regularity. Or a regular be of anguish. Of course! Try the both and see that there exists but little vacuum between the forms. The mind was made to think for itself, at times. Most of it has gone in assimilating what the other has to form. Not much of a bad habit though. It helps when there is a clutter, a cobweb, a crowded street, an over filled home or facility. All are capable of clearance, to guide and file through, to where we would want to in the first place. But once done, it sends within a lesson which is desired to be taught to the other. Some take it, some do not.

At times it is of consequence to pen down that which can perhaps make sense to one alone. Specifics shall dilute the essence of its first breathe. When I breathe, I need to breathe my own air. An air which seems to me to be of substance, of some form which conforms.

I can get taken up by influences that could convert. Better then to trust inside. More personal, committed, and free of pollution. Is it wrong then to commit myself to that which is of no control. Perhaps. But when it is of the personal, then how else do we allow it to wander away.

It is not known, where why fore prevails,
Some days be such, of uncertain entails.
Hark ! the clouded mind thinks through,
Ponder did I not, till the other withdrew.
Be of fear be of guilt be of deepest apprehension,
What will shall will, be distant from friction.

The Evolution of Facebook

Ah, the good old days.  Facebook’s beautiful original layout was first seen in 2005. It was crisp, blue, simple and innocent.

It was exclusive – for college students only. Many first discovered Facebook through an email blast at their school. Whoever pitched Facebook to every single school did a great job. They made it feel exclusive, safe and in the best interest of colleges. When, in reality, it was just the first step in Facebook’s plan to dominate the web. What target was easier than penetrating the clueless market of accademia where the decision-maker hardly knew what the internet was.

2.0

This layout was called “The Facebook” layout because of its title, “The Facebook.” Facebook didn’t yet own the domain for “Facebook,” and thus stuck with the term “TheFacebook.com” for a while. This was a very fun phase and life-form in Facebook’s history. The colleges were sending out invites, Facebook was growing rapidly, and Mark Zuckerberg was settling into his fresh, new home in Palo Alto.

In this phase, Facebook still centered on writing messages to others and communicating with friends. Applications were not yet rampant, and thus the experience was peaceful, fun and becoming more and more useful.

 3.0

2006 marked a year of growth, organization and discovery of Facebook’s layout. The developers at Facebook began to brainstorm how they could add to the Facebook experience. They layout was changed around, the profile information was better organized, and the events section, which was known as “parties,” began to expand and grow. Facebook was gaining its foothold and establishing its base as a premier social network.

4.0

The year 2007 marked Facebook’s first real expansion into becoming a platform; not just a place to communicate, but a platform to interact. This was the era when your wall became a central component for your social life. Your profile contained some apps, pokes, pictures and social components that made it fun to spend ridiculous amounts of time on the website.

5.0

2008 marked the dawn of the activity feed. The wall became not just a profile-specific point of sharing (i.e. learning news from one’s profile), but a universal point of sharing within Facebook’s network. Friends comment on one another’s photos, poked one another, started to write updates on their own wall, and began to interact with their friends in entirely new ways–ways that other social networks could never dream of. Facebook pulled the right levers in making Facebook a more addicting experience and rolled out plans for social network domination.

6.0

2009 was the biggest shake-up and uproar ever experienced within the realm of Facebook’s layout change. In this change, the Facebook Platform was at its zenith. Developers were flocking to develop addicting games in order to be the next Farmville or Mafia Wars.

The news feed became prominent, and at first, hated. After glancing at Twitter’s knack for sharing little details about one’s life, Facebook decided to do the same. The news feed provided a way for people to share details about themselves without having to point that piece of comment at a specific friend (that is, writing on the friends wall). The inception of the like button, the share button, fan pages and more interactive ads makes the 2009 version of Facebook its most compelling, innovative and feature-iffic redesign to date.

6.1

In this year, Facebook also unveiled a provocative, experimental and interesting layout of its Facebook platform called, “Facebook Lite.” Facebook Lite’s layout revolved around simplicity, speed and ease of use.

Facebook initially released this for the countries that do not have the profound technical infrastructure to support Facebook’s recent robust layout that they currently wield. In order to appease this, Facebook Lite became the preferred, vast and fantastically innovative solution.

Today, Facebook Lite does not exist in the U.S. It was a fun experiment, but served as a short-term plug for the countries that were catching up from a technical stand-point.

7.0

The year 2010 marks the most functional and professional Facebook layout to date. The focus now centers on using Facebook as a messenger service, a search service, chat service, events service and news-feed interactivity service. Facebook slowly has moved into the realm of making one’s data more transparent and public, which has caused an uproar; yet, they’ve given users the tools to allow them to select or deselect what and with whom they would like to share their data.

Ref: http://facebooklayout.com/blog/a-look-at-the-changing-layouts-of-facebook/