The whatsapp syndrome
(Based on a write up in Kumudam, Tamil; Magazine by Pamaran . Thanks to him. )
Perhaps The app asking what ? came from,
The normal enquiry about what happened,
But I want to know How I can get ,
Freedom from this great pleasant prison.
Morning to next day morning you would get ,
Seventeen thousand messages ,
Most of them are hundred times,
Repeated every day and I feel dizzy to read them again and again.
Subjects like, fifty different ways to get twins,
How all family members can commit suicide together,
How to eat breakfast that you like without wife knowing,
And how to find out a cheating husband are daily dealt here.
It Also teaches you that if a lady beats with love, she is your lover,
And if the lady beats till her desire is exhausted , she is your wife.
And discussions are held whether it would be better to cover you,
After death with coconut leaf, palmyrah leaf or Banana leaf of banyan leaf.
It daily makes you hear hopeless songs of the bygone era ,
It makes you morose by repeating so called jokes million times,
It tells you that so and so prayer addressed to so and so God,
Is better than rest especially if you share it with ten people in twenty seconds.
It shows you hundreds of videos , which even by mistake do not open,
Because instead of entertainment , they would make your life not worth living,
They will ask you to prove that you are a genius , BY daily,
Asking silly questions, which even a first grader would answer in a jiffy.
If you get stiff bored by proceedings of a silly group,
Hundreds of arrows would be shot at you asking you,
To please explain why you have taken the decision,
And that it is greatly unfortunate to leave the group.
Even If you forget to wash your teeth early in the morning ,
You should not forget to sit with great concentration,
Twice a day and discard all messages that had received.
So that your soft phone has sufficient memory to work
Humble request to Whatsappers , please allow to live.