Modern vs Traditional Way of Communicating

This morning while I was feeding Bagas, our youngest son, my husband posed me a question that stroke me, “Why do you often Tweet and Facebooking? And recently, Path?” He continued “Do you know that you and all other people are sort of being “abused” or “terjajah” by social media tycoons? Your and other people’s life are ruled by them, somehow. You need to post every morning only mentioning that you are awake. And then post again every evening to say that you are sleeping. Don’t you find it funny sometimes?” He smiled and ending his statement by saying “Do you know how much fortune they have made just by having you lot register as their followers? And you dear, what have you made out of it?”

It stroke me because I don’t really have a good answer to argue him back and somehow, deep inside my heart, I also kind of agree on his thought. I am not a big fan of social media although, I have to admit, I have signed up in so many social media account. You name it. Twitter, Facebook, Path, Instagram, Whatsapp, LINE, even the oldies version of social media such as Plurk and Friendster. Yikes, seeing the list made me realize how “silly” I am. I am following things that are perceived to be the latest trend on Earth, for what? So people don’t stamp me as “gaptek lady”? So I can be “friends” with many people? What about my real friends? How many have you seen face to face or by phone? I started to realize how often I am “trapped” in my own world called social media. Instead of having a warm conversation with my husband in the evening, or accompanying my kids drawing something they like, or call my old friend just to say hi, I spend most of my spare time posting pictures such as food or jokes on socmed.

For what?  

I have to admit (again), I post things because I expect people to give comments on my post or emoticons. I am happy when people respond to my post. But then again, I question myself, is that what I call REAL happiness? Are they genuinely like your post or just show a form of “basa basi” because they feel bad if nobody post in your comments? What about the people that are physically around you? Your children who are in bed waiting for you to turn off your cellphone and start reading them bedtime stories, how have you treated them so far?