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Wednesday 29 February 2012

Why Twitter is better than Facebook


    1. Firstly, Facebook is a social networking site. Twitter is a micro-blogging site.

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         3. Gossip. Everyone’s the other person’s friend in Facebook. Bitching cannot be open enough. Twitter is slightly better because, trust me, not all your friends know how to use it and they never bother checking after making an account just for the heck of it.
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         4. You can’t update your status every second (unless you want to incur some major wrath from your friends). You can tweet every nanosecond – your followers will be happy (if you’re sensible, that is).#
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         5. With 140 characters only, the tendency to babble becomes less.#
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         6. There are no photo albums titled “MeHhhHh <3”.
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         7. Followers are more important than friends, though slightly less faithful.
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         8. You’re not compelled to reply to every mention.
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         9. News reaches you first, in every form – sarcasm, fact, mockery, and joke. Anything you want.
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        10. You can mention anyone and kick their butts or praise them or do whatever. They won’t notice, they won’t care and if you’re good, you’ll be retweeted!

*  - Most important for those budding journos who hate readin newspapers and like to flip through.
# - contradictory, but true also. When you want to tweet a lot, you want to sound sensible.

Sunday 5 February 2012

Leftovers



Fragments of your smell in the blanket. Bits of your memories on the sheets. Indifferentiable whispered Iloveyous. Fading feel of your lips against mine. Rising cold realization. Numbing of my mind. Half closed, sleep craving, waiting hollows of eyes. Drying words. Cooling passion and firing up again. Curled toes and trembling fingers. Reminiscence of your breath on my face. Messy hair. Salty thin strings of water from above. Your absence in the presence of your leftovers.


Don't go please.


Or are you gone already?