What’s that app?

I ain’t on Facebook, irrespective of the fact that I am there as part of my friend’s posts, but then since I ain’t being tagged and for the fact that I don’t have an account over there (pseudo or not) I can claim that I am not there, yet (even in spite of being pressured a lot recently). But ever since I joined gym last year, I am on Whatsapp (even when I had my old phone with access to very less data using 2G) because the timings or any updates to my classes were done through Whatsapp. I am not fond of texting and try to avoid it as much as possible. That in turn means that I don’t take part in the Whatsapp conversations unless and otherwise it is necessary.

I literally groaned my frustration when my brother created a Family Whatsapp group and included all of my family members (yup, the only one who was left was my Mom who got an Android phone as a gift from my brother for her birthday last year and he set it up for her with an email account and loaded it with enough games for her to spend her free time). My brother is too much into all these social media stuff. He is the one who introduced me to blogging (even though he doesn’t do it anymore) and I will be grateful for that. But he texts too much for my comfort. But imagine my surprise when my sister also gets a little bit more involved in texting in Whatsapp, sharing the photos of kids, their daily activities, their fights, normal chit chat of the day and this inspite of them being in the same town and much closer to each other. No wonder my dad went running for the hills in a day or two , in other words , it means he left the group 😉 My mom is still figuring stuff out and I haven’t spoken to her yet on this to get her feedback on her view of this whole new text world. So yeah, suddenly everyone is on Whatsapp (well because every one has a phone now, duh!) irrespective of whether they are on Facebook or not. There are lots and lots of groups created to communicate (my brother told me that there is a 60+ member group he is part of , which consists of members of a whole village, imagine that), people share forwards and all those stuff they did earlier through FB using Whatsapp groups.

And not to mention the famous blueticks and the set of jokes and repercussions that it triggered when that got enabled. Blueticks should be used only when you really need to know if the other person received the message or not and not for why they haven’t replied. If you are able to disassociate receiving and replying you can live in peace with it. I just don’t care about it, blue or gray. What triggered this rant like post on Whatsapp ? Well this article, where they were talking about the growing numbers in Whatsapp. If every single person who has a phone and with the data getting cheaper (comparatively) start using Whatsapp instead of texting over Facebook it is obvious the numbers will grow exponentially. And I know I am already part of that when I got added to the Family group in Whatsapp. And I am already considering the mute option on them.

 

Also part of JustJoJan

2 thoughts on “What’s that app?

  1. Oh I’ve found instant messaging, especially where reads and online active status or replies are shown, has caused me too much anxiety, and I’ve gone ‘off-line’ regularly to get away from the feeling that I’m hanging on someone’s pending response. In reality people look when thw have time, not when you are waiting or wondering why they haven’t responded. It just adds to the growing impatience for immediate gratification or release that tech in modern society causes.

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    1. 🙂 True. One of my friends gets a little cranky if there isn’t any response ‘soon’ enough. And ‘soon’ is a matter of seconds here. I usually see the message quick enough (unless it is sent during sleep time where my phone goes to vibrate and I wouldn’t even know) but will take my time to respond depending on what I am doing then. As long as it doesn’t cause stress on the person and their relationships its fine. But it isn’t the case mostly and that is what is sad.

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