What do ‘Campus Republicans’, ‘I love Biscuits and Scones’, ‘We Need to Have Sex in Widener before We Graduate’ and ‘I hate Nazis’ have in common? Apart from being some-what meaningful English phrases, they are only a few of the many bizarre 21st century online communities that we are a part of.
So I woke-up one day and found a ‘want to be your friend’ invitation sitting in my mailbox from a certain James in Chicago. Close on heels was a Ganesh from Chennai, with a similar request. Out of morbid curiosity, I checked their ‘profile’ page only to find reams of their personal information ranging from the college they study in to the colour of their underwears.
Soon I was wading through their photo albums, feeling no less than a voyeur. While Ganesh was posing in front of Sydney’s Harbour Bridge, James had uploaded his own set of the French holiday. Then there were others like Ganesh at his birthday bash and James at his college reunion, Ganesh’s pooch biting into the birthday cake and James smooching his girlfriend, Catherine. What, however, caught my attention, was a picture of my prospective pals — James and Ganesh— with both grinning at me from what seemed to be a picturesque snow-covered landscape. Jimmi and Ginni meet — backpacking in Ladakh — the caption read. That explained it all.
Thanks to the social networking sites there are millions of such Jimmis and Ginnis coming together and are eagerly waiting for you to join them. These sites have become hangouts for the youth and adults alike. And why not, afterall these sites allow you to jam and connect, kiss and kick, love and hate, log-in and tune-out, all at the same time. You can go on mate-hunting expeditions or snoop around other people’s lives. Some sites are insightful as well. Sample this: thanks to a series of personality tests on one such site, I have discovered that I am a right-brained person and that the colour of my heart is green!