Skepticism In Internet Relations

I see an amount of hypocrisy and paradox in the idea above. I invite your view points with your confirmed observations in this area. And I definitely understand your views would reflect the statistical superiority of your learning.

Not all people are blessed extroverts. In today’s tough world people need to develop skills bypassing their own true image. The so called soft skill over every employment is pivoted on makes one force their senses accelerate towards a confirmed impression towards a person opposite.

I really am not comfortable with this. I feel the natural process of emotional growth must not proliferate like a malignant cell. Communication media and realty shows are bringing out the best… in best and, indisputably bring out the worst in worst. The outcome is laughed at instantly and forgotten within no time later.

I am referring to those who try to be extroverts all of a sudden.

Now in real life when we develop personal relations we always go through the checklist of things that fall in the purview of our comfort level. Physical proximity, appeal and equal social status, educational compatibility, peer groups, referrals and introductions lubricate the process of building personal relations.

Now fortifying the relation towards a reliable level is something over which no one could claim authenticity. Neither this situation needs to be scorned upon. Life always comes up with unreasonable and weird demands that brings paradigm shift in the attitude of people. By the time this wisdom sinks in either you are irreversibly neurotic or reach an age where even personal relations does not matter.

My point… my friends, is… why relations developed upon Internet are subjected to harsher skeptisim???

Sure this world is filled with wolves in sheep’s clothing and on internet the wolves rather stay wolves and don sheep’s clothing as and when it suits them. The same quintessential characters are there in real life too. The possibility to detect their darker side is not always possible or timely. But in internet relations understanding a person is easier, as my experience says.

First thing first you have to be exceptionally brilliant to guide someone towards confidence who generally considered equally brilliant. (I am not talking about… Hi… ASL Types). When I discovered chat… I was so scared even to try meeting people who are not there before me physically. The sentences scrolling across the chat window always made me feel inadequate as I see unbiased gallantry in their approach towards making friends.

It was ridiculously embarrassing to confess that in those nascent days of my interaction in chat rooms was so pathetic that I used to enter a chat room and wait for someone to make friendship to me. Besides I decided irrevocably that I shall not chat with males on chat. I need to develop my own skills at least… at a virtual level in making a girl talk to me.

I was not guided by anyone with any tips. I thought and innocently simple question about the impression that radiated from the chosen chat name would be a best bet to start with. I used to ask the meaning of their names and as to why they found that name appealing. I used to inject my own open ended questions that started crystallizing a comfort level between us and usually laced with politeness.

This earned me a few good friends. Then I tried other method of being so rebellious with no evil intent. I tried project myself as someone who is untamable. Even this attitude blessed me with a few very good friends on internet.

Now I reached such a stage that I no more look out for people eagerly but I chose my friends on net with utmost care. It’s not about condescending those who fit not my expectations. Perhaps they are better off with someone of their own kind. Besides preserving and nurturing the most beautiful (Read… emotionally and intellectually beautiful) people is something that consumes my senses time and attention their well deserved time.

Yet… there is a possibility that life push them towards a vortex they intend not to be sucked in.

Now the reason I started this tirade is some of my friends still are skeptic about me as a person to accept in to their fold. It brings a smile embarrassing on my face but my heart takes a step back and braces itself to climb even steepest mountain.

Sure the inputs given by physical and social proximity validates what one feels about another. But internet friendship for me is like a beautiful dream. A dream that’s not just a dream but the fellow perpetrator of this endearing conspiracy is live and kicking somewhere on the other part of the world.

I open myself to them like a gush of wind and envelop them in swirling tornado. If they could survive that I go down like a softer breeze that caress their heart pleasantly and I try no more to be someone bombastic. It’s like unwinding in to green room after performing on stage. Not all people would go greet someone who looks so insipid in green room with no glitters adorned. But if they do, they make one feel elated to the point of inspiration.

I see no variation in meeting people and making friends out of them in real life and on internet. Besides now days no one is that glib to fall flat on their face so easily, as premonition has became a second nature in society that’s a race track for each and every individual to compete with each other.

Trusting someone always is an unconfirmed investment. For me it’s always confirmed because on internet I chose to find female friends. They are by nature trustworthy and honest. They reserve the right to be skeptic about people they get interested in. Because if they are not interested in someone, that someone is a dumped dead mean on garbage heap already. They sieve my head and heart like a flint stone segregator at quarry and decimate my attitude in to manageable chunks. When they are very angry with me they scream “Whatever” an expletive equivalent to a female’s way to say F’ Off.

But they are so endearing in their treatment towards me. Be it for a while or be it life long. I am indebted to their affection though I might never see them in my real life. I always sleep with a smile tucking my palms beneath my right cheek as I sleep side ways and thinking of all those things they ask me as to why must they trust them. And I plan my devious plots for the next opportunity to make them shed their suspicion and love me even ferociously. But… Oh god… these females have an instinct that’s faster than the ICBM detection radar that’s embedded in start wars program.

(Ohh yeah… Are you listening to me??? I wrote this only for you…)