I am a Messenger

Hello everyone,

I am a messenger. My name is Yahoo n this is my story.

Most of you know me, many of you need me, and some of you have heard of me and probably a few of you hate me as well.
I accept all of you, I am not bothered by what you think of me. I am not bothered whether you consider me a boon for the society or a curse for the youth. Why? because I'm not human that's why. I do what I am supposed to do, I bring people together. Its none of my business what people do with this closeness, with this communication.

They say when two people communicate there intellect increases. So, those who travel a lot, meet many new people, are generally the most experienced ones. Guess what, I don't travel, but I do meet new people. Some of them are very regular, some are mere visitors, some of them have nothing else to do but to be online 24x7, some just created their id/password and never returned back.

I am sure you never thought that I could talk or I could reply, and you will definitely be surprised if I tell you that I am aware of the every communication that you do. I not only understand all your emoticons n audibles, rather your text as well. I learned a lot from you, I wonder if I have something which you can learn.

Like I said, I come across many people every day. I just want to share some of my common observations.
There are people who just want to chat as if they have nothing else to do, some just create new Avtars so that they can impress the opposite sex. I see a father n son talking to each other sitting in different countries. I do not see their dull faces but its visible in their words. I see a brother, trying to cheer up his sister. I see a sister wishing rakhi on a webcam. I see boys n girls flirting with each other. I see a grandmother giving blessings on a webcam. I see a couple having hot conversations on a webcam (ever wondered If I recorded that). I see a girlfriend making faces on her web cam for her boy friend. I see a boyfriend creating Hot looking Avtars for his girl friend. Oh yes! The Avtars. Don't you just love them. I see people use them to project their real self, sometimes their projected selves which they crave to be. Sometimes people create funny Avtars, and send it to friends just to tease each other.

You humans have so many relations, n I feel happy and proud to be a part of it.

I know a few naughty ones who create fake profiles, and talk to each other, pretending to be their recent crush, pretending to be their girlfriend or boyfriend. I doubt this prank ever hurt anyone. I hope not. Something done without any wrong intentions shall not have wrong consequences either.

I have to mention this part, (on authors recommendation) I also know of people who stay awake late at night, to study, to discuss, to argue, to learn, to send notes, to share e-books. I know of people who use doodle to teach each other. I wonder what happens to all their intellectual talks. In almost all cases the frequency of their discussion became zero in a jippy. I seriously have no idea where n why does all that discussion disappear all of a sudden.

That's all with the good stuff. But I see some strange behavior as well, some saddening conversation as well. It's then when I feel helpless. I wish I could delete people from your friend list who never reply to you. Whether its a 'Happy Birthday', a Cheerful 'Hey buddy', or a simple two letter 'Hi'. I wonder when one user is persistent in sending every small greeting to the other but the other just ignores it, why have they kept each other on their friend lists.
This is one story, another common scenario I observed is where one user visits the other's profile everyday. Opens his chat window, types some text, deletes it, types again just to delete it again. I noticed a few who open the chat window, go on typing words, painful words, they are painful that I figured out. They have to be painful, when they are full of :( :(( =((. Guess what, they didn't press an enter but pressed an escape. It happens the other way too, I get text full of joy smiles, dances, but even they are not sent. I see a person who just drags his mouse over the other's name again n again n again.
In this regard I have only one question, Why do you waste my time man?

There is another set of users, who wait till the other person comes online, just to use my stealth settings to be permanently invisible. You people are using me to play mind games with each other. Its always like this, some flirting conversation, some audio chats, some video chats, then some small fights, some sorry, some its ok, ultimately some aggressive conversation, full of bitter words, full of sarcastic statements, finally ending with either adding each other to ignore lists, blocking each other or setting each other to permanently invisible. You hate each other, right? Why dont you delete each other, you maintain each other on your lists, just to torture the other person or to torture yourself. I wish I could delete you from each others list.

I have a lot of questions, I only know what happens, but I do not know why.
Why do people stop replying? why do the smiles turn to frowns? Why do two users who once conversed regularly don't even ping each other for a small good morning.

I am a messenger and this is my story.
I feel proud to help friends stay connected, I feel proud to help make geographical distances seem like neighborhood, I feel proud to help new relations grow. I do feel sorry for the relations that end in my presence, for the friendships that no longer exist, for the desperation of people to talk, I really wish I could reply on their behalf. I could send messages on their behalf. May be that cud help save a dying relation, may be that could cheer a crying heart.

I feel blessed for not being able to feel your pain, but I regret missing the feeling of your smiles.

I am a messenger and this was my story...

Thank You for making me a part of your life...
Good Bye...
Take care...
Keep Smiling... :)