Four years back, when I was newly handling the internet, I came across some strange incidents. I had newly joined a famous social networking site to find more friends. I was offered couple of “groups” to join and increase my virtual interactions on different interesting subjects by the social networking website. I did and as any other human being would do, I started my own discussion thread within a couple of days. After a day or two, I got tied up with many other interesting and obvious issues and I forgot about the virtual world. after a couple of days, I found the computer chair empty, the internet on and the baby sleeping ……..it was right time for peeping into the virtual world , I thought. To my surprise , when I opened my social networking profile , I found a surprise visitor who had asked me to have a look at the disaster I have created….. Disaster? and me ? and in the internet? I felt goose bump in my stomach. What could have been the issue that this visitor calls it a disaster? I clicked on the thread I had “dared” to create and I was nervous now. It was on bilateral relations and cultural exchange of two neighboring countries and after 50 “posts”, it has not remained “exchange between two countries” , but exchange between few individuals who were having virtual war indicating each other’s knowledge , love for the country and off course… taste for girls ( why should girls be included in such topics? After 3 years.. I am still searching for the god reason though), and whoah….what a language they are using….. each word seems to pierce the heart and hit the brain of the reader , automatically making the viewer to react in the words……”yuck…. Stop…….hey come on, enough…….o my god.. so many people are watching”. I am sure, those who ( who were not fighting and simply watching) were reading the words, got blood rushing to their cheeks out of embarrassment I hid my face in my palms, even though I know no one of those warriors can see me practically and I started trembling inside. Finally I gathered enough courage to touch the key boards and type to the fighting knights requesting them to stop. Some instantly reacted and some didn’t . But by that time some warriors understood ( thanks to the humanness) and they requested the thread should be declared “as no posts any more”. The war died down, but it gave a good lesson to me …. Mind your language when you are in the net.
Since then, I have taken part in umpteen numbers of virtual discussions and have also come across many such virtual wars, but fortunately I was never a target. I really sympathize with those who have been targeted by these virtual debators who make language as the ultimate weapon to mutilate individuals. .
Since then, I have taken part in umpteen numbers of virtual discussions and have also come across many such virtual wars, but fortunately I was never a target. I really sympathize with those who have been targeted by these virtual debators who make language as the ultimate weapon to mutilate individuals. .
