My FaceBook account is accessible only to my friends. At least, that’s how I intended it and fixed the settings. The reason is that I want only those people who know me to read what I write in that social media which is not as civilised a place as the blogosphere. Moreover, I make a lot of political statements there and many people may not like such statements, especially those who are known as bhakts these days.
The other day I made a comment on a link posted in FB by a blogger friend. I used to avoid her ever since I discovered that she and I were poles apart in our attitudes to the current politics in the country. But something provoked me to make a comment. She reacted saying that she does not appreciate such comments and I should not use her space for writing such things. I unfriended her immediately. When there arise conditions and restrictions on what you can express, it is no more friendship. I don’t make rude or vulgar comments anyway.
But the next day the grand lady sent me a fairly long apology via messenger and sent me a friend request. I told her the apology was out of place. If we are poles apart in our attitudes and views, we should keep apart from each other. But I accepted the friendship particularly because she said that we should accept divergent opinions. Within moments of my accepting her friendship offer, she unfriended me.
I laughed like a mad man when I saw what she did. What was she trying to prove? That it was her prerogative to befriend or unfriend, not mine?
There is a kind of fraudulence in the attitude of such people. They are not what they pretend to be. They preach big morals in their writings and pretend to be profound philosophers. I am blunt when it comes to calling a spade a spade. But only when it is a spade. I don’t pretend.
The people whom I keep as far away from me as possible are pretenders. I don’t mind if I have only a handful of friends. It is better to have a few genuine people around than a thousand frauds.