On Modern Humans.

We are the ones who wake up with Facebook.
16 red, fleshy notifications, instant dopamine rush.
3 messages, i hope one of them is by that person.
there's always that person?

8 am and the morning photos are already rolling.
People frozen artifically in an instant of their dynamic being.

Newsfeed has replaced Newspaper.
somebody somewhere is doing real journalism,
obscured by the boredom of details.
Unconcerned ,we will take opinion pieces on internet to be news.
That's more palatable.
We are convenience oriented.
We are trend-savvy,
We are people of opinions.
the world of ideas is bottomless, but we can put a lid on it.

what did you do the first time you saw her?
i swiped left.
Oh we met at Tinder.
It's been 3 years and It still gives me butterflies to see you online on Watsapp.
we got married. #blessed
A wedding isn't wedding if it isn't put up on facebook
lets look at the photos,
mostly to note the things we'd replicate and those that we will avoid.
leave a comment under the photo
#couplegoals
if we are a part of a couple that has goals set on the model of  an arbitrary and personal relation between two other imperfect beings
then we are totally not the couple goals.
Oh you had a child?
I didn't see that on facebook.
which school your child goes to?
He goes to youtube videos on ipad.

Feeling lost ?
scanning your contacts but don't know whom to call?
it's ok.
you have shared for 8 days in a row
and people have responded.

Lets binge-eat the junk food
and lets binge-watch the shows.
The one that glorify the drug lords and meth dealers.
The top rated.
'its demand and supply'

Our team has won the match
lets revel in the misery of the opponents.
visit the hashtag #gotyousuckers
positive reinforcement.

We are the kings and Queens of our own making.
crowned at Snapchat.
and followed on instagram.

'I didn't see your check-in at Melbourne
was your flight late?'
It's great how the whole world has come together.
I am surrounded by people my mind was losing hold of.
Lets connect with the long-lost classfellows
only to keep tabs on how much they have accomplished
'i am happy for you'
a pretense of happiness that is a luxury of our circumstances.
tighten the noose of survival a bit, and each person is out for himself.
Surprise! Each person is still out for himself.
We are just competing in a race no one will ever win.
A competition we can only win, by not being a part of it.

We are the modern humans
And if this is a reality we spend our life to curate
Maybe it's not so virtual at all.