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Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Gmail/WhatsApp & Fight Club

This was maybe the first weekend where I barely used my Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, WhatsApp or even Gmail and I feel that this was the most productive weekend I've had in ages!

I was free from all the issues of the world, I could introspect and learn what I wanted to. I spent a lot of time learning and completed one third of a course I took up, within the two days.
This is maybe the kind of freedom a weekend deserves and why it is directly proportional to your weekly performance. For two days I did some completely new things. I listened to poetry, I wrote a bit, I chose a name for my future pet plant(seriously), I pursued a course I wanted to, I spend some good time with my family, completed my brother's homework, visited relatives and worked on a few other personal projects. And doing all of this was possible only because I was away from all of these social media/news sources.

I'm not saying it is bad to be updated, but our need for information is expanding so fast that we're just consuming any data which comes are way. We're trying to make sense of nothing and draw conclusions based on our assumptions. We're afraid because of the news we hear and we're at times invoulantarily jealous of the people we follow ( on Twitter/Instagram/Facebook). We actually want freedom from measuring our lives in likes and comments but that's the only measurement we see today. Our hashatgd determine what all categories our memories belong to and our filters display our moods. And all of this is for strangers. For people who may not even recognize you when you pass by them some day.

You see, our need to "matter" in people's life is making us do all of this. We want to be important, we want to be so much but are limited by our way of trying to achieve it.

As Tyler Durden says, "We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off."

Don't make these channels your Fight Club, try living in the real world?

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