Leo Tolstoy said, 'If you want to be happy, be.'
I know this not because I spend my free time browsing through classic works of literature, but because I spend the time in which I really should be working, to browse through Facebook.
Like right now, I should be finishing an assignment due tomorrow.
But what had I been doing?
I'd liked and shared that post, along with some deeply philosophical quote I'd hastily looked up on Google, and then checked my page feverishly every two minutes to see if anyone liked or commented on it.
Because this is exactly what I use Facebook for.
To project an other wordly and profound image of myself to strangers on the Internet, like I totally hadn't minutely criticised some random person's over edited selfie, after which I'd proceeded to pick my own phone up and take a zillion selfies in various pretentious poses and edited one of them to the extent that I was barely recognizable and then put that up as my WhatsApp dp.
But of course, before that, I'd made very good use of time by attempting to learn the lyrics of a Tamil song, an attempt which was quickly abandoned for obvious reasons. After which out of a sudden increase in affection for my own mother tongue, I'd listened to Bengali songs back to back.
You see, I'm only human.
The only line which seems to justify all my actions off late.
Like, when I doze off in class after having slept for 10 hours straight.
Like, when I polish off a red velvet cake after having lunch that made me so full that I couldn't move.
Like, when I write random shit that comes to my mind when I REALLY REALLY should be finishing that assignment.
Bye.
luv u loads xoxo
I know this not because I spend my free time browsing through classic works of literature, but because I spend the time in which I really should be working, to browse through Facebook.
Like right now, I should be finishing an assignment due tomorrow.
But what had I been doing?
I'd liked and shared that post, along with some deeply philosophical quote I'd hastily looked up on Google, and then checked my page feverishly every two minutes to see if anyone liked or commented on it.
Because this is exactly what I use Facebook for.
To project an other wordly and profound image of myself to strangers on the Internet, like I totally hadn't minutely criticised some random person's over edited selfie, after which I'd proceeded to pick my own phone up and take a zillion selfies in various pretentious poses and edited one of them to the extent that I was barely recognizable and then put that up as my WhatsApp dp.
But of course, before that, I'd made very good use of time by attempting to learn the lyrics of a Tamil song, an attempt which was quickly abandoned for obvious reasons. After which out of a sudden increase in affection for my own mother tongue, I'd listened to Bengali songs back to back.
You see, I'm only human.
The only line which seems to justify all my actions off late.
Like, when I doze off in class after having slept for 10 hours straight.
Like, when I polish off a red velvet cake after having lunch that made me so full that I couldn't move.
Like, when I write random shit that comes to my mind when I REALLY REALLY should be finishing that assignment.
Bye.
luv u loads xoxo
