‘Messaging’- my one sided love..!!

“Keep smiling always..as you don’t have to follow- Accept life as it comes, but Dominate your life however it comes..”, this is something which I wrote for the first time while filling up a slam book of one of my pals and then…the legacy followed. Such similar remarks- sometimes revealing the meaning of Life, sometimes of Friendship and sometimes of Success- all became a part of my newly discovered skills –the messaging skills; be it for slams, for mails, for scraps or messaging through mobile phones.
No doubt, I being too particular about my persona and identity, did a lot to maintain the same by creatively experimenting with those messages. My messages never encountered a stroke of banality of Internet mails or stereotyped mobile phone messages. They always brought a zephyr of freshness and positivity along with them. It might seem ridiculous to some that there were instances when I spent minutes shillyshallying just about the adjectives to address or how to bid adieu to the person on opposite end. Each comma and semicolon had to pass through a kind of censorship of my beliefs and sentiments attached to that person and the impression I wanted to cast on him or her.
If at times I was not well and some friend of mine happened to message me inquiring about my absence in last evenings party, I would reply him- ‘wsnt wl’ for ‘I was not well’ and that’s it. This reply might appear abstract but.. was I rude in replying or gave no heed to my friend’s concerns..Nope..I don’t think so. This message infact, conveyed more than the space it took, and obviously guys..! I’m not well so I’m supposed to be less explainatory and less willing to type the whole message, when the other person is expected to understand the situation. Yeah, had it been my beloved, I would have added a small explaination ahead- “ l’il bt of pn in bk”, hope you’ve got the literal meaning of it but just have a dekko at the message once again, haven’t the words ‘little’ shrunk to ‘ l’il ’ and ‘pain’ squeezed to ‘pn’, making that pain really look little..at least some respite from worries for the very special opposite end.
There was also a flip side to this short and sweet intelligent style of messaging..which I discovered in poetry or “sher‘o’shaayari”. Here I felt that their expressiveness lied in they being written with full elegance or ‘nazaakat’(that’s what they are all about). So everytime I went ‘shaayaraana’, I did maintain the much asked for ‘dignity’ by not using any sort of short forms. Their expressiveness, however still depended on my censorship which would see every exclaimation, comma and dot getting their due places. Similarly, when there were instances when I had to apologize or express gratitude to someone then I rarely used ‘sry’ or ‘thnx’, instead I preferred writing a sincere- ‘I AM SORRY’ or ‘THANKS’.
As the days passed by, I got more and more embroiled in this messaging mania. Life had not become rocking and great, it had become‘ RoCkInG..!! ’ and 8 times gr8r. I almost excelled in this virtual messaging world, created by myself; where each and every bit in the message had some deep significance. I was kind of ‘in Love..!’ with it..but...suddenly I stopped…and realized that this love affair seemed to be one-sided. I wasn’t receiving responses to my messages in the same spirit which I had written them in, neither were they being understood as I wanted them to be. For the sending end it was just a trend or style which even they had been following to cut short the messages to save space or time. For them it might have been a small spelling error or may be they didn’t care to insert proper spacings and punctuations, but for me this was no less than a heartbreak..! .

I therefore, thought of giving a space to the opposite end to understand my sentiments and decided to make a genuine appeal to all those whom I messaged for even once in my lifetime or might message… So, a witty exclaimation that I put after two stupid dots and the two mighty exclaimations that I put after those three soft dots…if you thought that they were one and the same thing, with either having not much significance or relevance, then I beg of you not to trample on my feelings like that and prevent me from this unintentional rude and ruthless attitude of yours…its piercing deep within..!!