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I was quite involved into Social Networks a couple of years back, until one day I just thought I have had enough of the entire virtual socializing etc. The primary reason for that was I was having problems with my internet and Facebook, took a billion years to load; so it was on that dreaded day, I pulled the plug and had my profile offline. Goodbye Facebook.

Life was pretty smooth and I never really felt the need to be a par of it again and frankly speaking I wasn’t even bothered to know how successful it has been until I started blogging and reading news on Web services, social networks etc. Facebook had grown by leaps and out of bounds. The reason for its success, what I found and what many others who switched from Orkut were; the privacy it had for the users and then the applications it had to make Facebook-ing experience worthwhile. And it has improved with time, no doubt about it. I somehow never really got into it and waved my hands off.

Last night I was out with friends and that was when I felt I missed something that made me a target of much criticism and boy it was too much for me to bear. What brought forward all that:

Do you have a profile on Facebook Mohkim?

I said I quit using it and that had the entire group crashing on me:

OMG! @$@#! You don’t use Facebook?

Those eyes! I felt I had committed a sin, one that had the worst punishment and it did; for the next couple of hours all I heard were abuses and stuff that made me feel like a ……… (You can guess it; do I need to insult myself?).

The most sincere of friends called me what no one would bear and as I drove back home, I just kept asking myself: ‘Why did you quit it moron?’

I couldn’t justify my reason for quitting it and all that I ended up with was a fact that I had done a bad thing; I mean who calls off himself from using ‘THE BEST ON THE WEB’? The shame, the disgrace I brought upon myself was too much, I couldn’t sleep and had the login page open the whole night, I had to join it, I had to be the part of ‘the largest social network’; to redeem honor, to regain my place in the real world. I bit my nails off before I finally hit in my email and password and had it reactivated. I could breath again, I was alive. I would here take a chance to ask all those who don’t use Facebook or have quit using it to rejoin, before it’s too late and you hear the deafening: OMG! ##!!@ You don’t use Facebook!!!!