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It was my first time being out of India. An IT professional I had met in Bangalore, on a direct flight to Paris assured me- France is a great place to visit for the first time out of the country.

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But I was totally unprepared for any kind of travel, let alone to a developed country with no ‘coolies’ and cabs I couldn’t afford. After a super cool (yet to see it matched anywhere) smooth connection from the airport to the small local railway station in Lozere, I landed on a bridge, with a long flight of stairs in front of me.

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lozere, paris

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No escalator in sight.

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Flowing skirt and high heeled shoes designed just to make things more difficult, I couldn’t even pick up my heavy suitcase. So I dragged it down the stairs, stopping it with my knee after every step. And before I could claim to have been tired, a handsome African man came to my rescue, picked up my suitcase and placed it at the end of the staircase. .

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When someone does that in India, they are usually planning to steal your stuff. So I hurried and followed him. And there it was, my suitcase, safe and sound. The man had left before I could even reach it. Lost in the crowd.

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I was almost taken aback by this kindness. It was new to me. I revived my mind for the French word for expressing gratitude, for the next time someone did something nice to me.

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I ended up using it a whole lot. Out of courtesy as well as genuineness.

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Have you ever lost an opportunity to thank someone? Have you ever wondered if they were aware of your gratitude?
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I don’t know about you, but I just can’t keep up with the pace of social media. I slept through the shelf life of MySpace and resisted Facebook for a long time.

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I shrieked when YouTube asked me to ‘log in’. I simply can’t afford to let people know that I secretly like Justin Bieber. Doesn’t everybody?

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Today a friend asked me for a small favor. Would I please like this group (or bird flock or something) on Twitter? It would really improve the group’s visibility, she said. Unfortunately, I do not have a Twitter account.

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the real thing

the real thing

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I think we live in tricky times. Individual opinion is as important as common knowledge. But does the later restrict the dimensions in which the former can evolve?

The structure of social media seems to only widen the drift. It encourages the idea of forming a consensus and simplifying opinion. A like and a share is all it takes. Having an opinion couldn’t have been simpler.

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I think I am going to go ahead and create a Twitter account. I might just get a username I like owing to my rather uncommon name. I can also then manage to follow my friend’s group.

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Recently M announced that he is disgusted by Facebook. I meekly replied that it is rather alright. Certainly not worth so much thought and disgust. But really, this is what instigated my thoughts.

Don’t worry, my Facebook account is intact. Last week, I successfully overcame the Facebook Nanny. I disabled the extension within four hours.

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Meanwhile, I will continue to blog, trying to write more than emoticons and hash tags to explain myself, giving a reason behind a ‘like’. I blog for this reason.

P.S. I find nothing wrong with more means of expression. The more the merrier.

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