Many people choose their passion in all sorts of things. I wouldn’t call writing my passion, but I can call it something which puts me in all kinds of emotions and let’s me release all what’s on the mind. Helps me concentrate. Aids in my peace development. Keeps me composed. Makes me open the dictionary app a thousand times. Gives me happiness, especially when someone appreciates my writing or even agrees with my views on a particular subject.
I started film reviews about six or seven years back. A small paragraph it was, at that time. It was merely a few years post I joined Facebook. Oh yes, I started first on Facebook. I used to seek different synonyms of words, tough ones. On purpose! I wanted to show people that I am aware of words which they aren’t aware of. Evil. From paragraphs to bigger paragraphs, I went on as a boat sails on the sea. One day, after a few years of long, tiring [it was tiring for my friends to read, not for me to write] paragraph writing, I decide to create a page. Asked a few friends for a suitable name. It had to seem neat, of course. “RReviews” [a suggestion by a friend] just stuck. There was literally a situation that my Facebook friend list recognized me by that page. I sent all of them invites to like my page UNTIL they all accepted [I never stopped]. Well, most of them accepted it. A couple of them even shared all my reviews all the time. Did it help me spread the word? No!
I used to get irritated, angry, wondering why aren’t all of them helping me promote my page. I never shared this with anyone until this very moment. Although, my closed ones knew. But what could I do? I posted links to all my reviews on Instagram, Snapchat and Twitter. Did it help? No. Rather, I might have angered a few friends by doing that every single time. Then, I did what I never wanted to do. I paid. I paid money for more likes to Facebook Inc. It was a small amount. But I was hopeful. The next day, the likes came in flowing and the day after and for the whole week, I collected about five times the likes I originally had. I was immensely happy! ‘Thank you Facebook’, I said in my mind. But what happens a few days later, I realize that all those likes were fraudulent. It is just to show to the Facebook users and the creator that his page is worth a dime. It isn’t. Darn it! I lost faith in everything. Yet, I laughed a little on how I was played. I wanted to shut it all down. But I didn’t. I still kept hope that I might get more likes now, genuinely. Now that I have bagged a thousand. I kept watching movies, Hollywood and Bollywood. Kept my views coming. Stopped worrying about the likes, eventually. Improved my reviews, added sections, made it even more sophisticated.
I then come to know that people [friends on my Facebook friend list] hate to read huge reviews. Mine were. Most definitely. Aren’t they supposed to be? I also get awakened by a news that people read my reviews, but forget to like it [or perhaps, they don’t actually like them to hit the like button]. Argh! I felt like punching the wall. I didn’t. Relax. But that feeling is back, where I get greedy for likes. That is not good. The feeling of receiving attention, is like food to the hungry, periodically, isn’t it? Sublime. You forget about the word cupidity and just flow into the river of chocolate. It’s ecstatic.
Okay, wake up! Just to remind you, I was feeling exactly the opposite. Those thoughts started to sway and then disappeared, after all. Have you read my miniature biography? It says that I am impulsive. I just get this sudden jitter. An electric energy passes through my veins all the way to my brain and creates a thought. This particular thought could result into being an unwanted desire, or a decision or even a choice completely opposite of what I thought of it priorly. For example, I could completely switch to an iOS powered phone, again, from Android powered phones. Unpredictable, yes. Can you go read my mini-bio already?! This, too, is mentioned. Anyway, I made this decision of closing my page. And I updated my status giving this piece of information. Man! The amount of comments I got, the sad smileys and so many questions as to why I did so. Really? Now you all woke up and smelt the coffee?
It is truly said, that a person is remembered the most at their funeral. Trust me, I felt the same with my page, RReviews. And I did it. Facebook gave me 14 days to rethink the decision. After that, it never asked me again. And those big long reviews, were all gone, in just a click. Sad. Moving on, a few months later I got another jitter. Let’s give it ONE LAST SHOT. Okay, made the page again, designed the cover photos, profile photos, fonts, backgrounds, colors of the aforementioned. Invited everybody to like the page again. I know. Embarrassing. Next day, I finally realized what I should have, a lot earlier. Posting on your timeline gets more attention than a page with a 100 likes. Such a tube light. Thus, I said to myself, who am I kidding? Boom! Shut down the page. And this time, for good. Started posting on my profile henceforth. Smaller more compact reviews. To the point. As is our technology nowadays. Getting smarter, year by year. I got a shipshape response. Oh but well, was I complaining? No. A dog shouldn’t ask for meat when Pedigree [which is all his owner feeds him] does the trick. Agree? So, this is my story. All’s well that ends well.
But wait, don’t go. Today, I got struck by the lightning, again. And there you go, I will now write movie reviews on a BLOG. The big ones, remember? I loved composing those! I also felt like quitting Facebook today. Don’t kill me, please.