Saturday, April 18, 2015

In defense of friendship in the era of social networking


“Without friends, no one would want to live, even if he had all other goods.”- Aristotle:
“What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies." Answered Aristotle,  who wrote extensively about the concept and importance of true friendship. Friendship it is said is the greatest source of good health. It is the most valued relation after the family and often placed higher than family. In fact the closest family relationships are measured in terms of friendship.  Couples aspire to be best friends, and many parents strive to befriend their children. Friendship is vital for our wellbeing. Research points out that if your best friend eats healthily, you are five times more likely to have a healthy diet yourself. Married people say friendship is more than five times as important as physical intimacy within marriage. If you have a “best friend at work”, you are seven times more likely to feel engaged in your job. It may sound surprising, but our social life is more important for longevity than our healthy diet and exercise. Who your friends are is correlated to what kind of lifestyle you have. Good friends have a potent beneficial impact on your health, more than the Gym, and your gluten-free, sugar-free, vegan protein shakes and diet.

In a world of hyper-connectivity driven by technology, what is happening to true friendship? Is it on the decline? Is true friendship really possible? Has social media changed the definition of friendship & intimacy forever? Is it promoting the kind of meaningful existence that Aristotle was seeking and advocating?

Recently I began to seek answers to these questions when I went through a bout of depression. Being a person who expresses my emotions through writings, I ended up posting a series of sad & melancholic poetry on my Time line one after the other. Within minutes I was flooded with messages, phone calls, mails and offers of help, suggestions and invites from my friends. What surprised me that these offers not only came from my old and cherished friends, but from some of my new found friends whom I had befriended on social media and had never met. Being a person who strongly believes in face to face communication, I was taken by surprise at such a response. I realized that in this increasingly disconnected ‘flat’ world as per American journalist Thomas Friedman,  relationships are actually thriving!
To overcome my depression, boredom and to rejuvenate myself,  I  took a trip on my own to visit some of my cherished friends in three different states of India.  During my travel, I realized that every time my flight landed, instead of scrambling like others to get my hand baggage from the overhead storage, I would be busy sending message of  ‘landed safely’ to several worried friends and family on my phone and also to save my phone from the deluge of  messages asking me ‘have you reached safely?’ This made me realise, how blessed I was to have so many people keeping me in my prayers for safe journey. Because despite of erratic weather, it is easier to have faith in a flying machine, but increasingly difficult to have faith in a pilot’s mental health. And prayers have the power to heal mental health too!

Another thing that struck me was that, While I enjoyed immensely the company of my treasured friends (some of whom I met after years), I was constantly on my phone with a set of friends whom, either I had befriended very recently, or have met on social media and has never even seem them. Although in my middle age, I still make friends with considerable ease. The era of digital communication has helped and changed the face of friendship to a great extent. My bouquet of friends is in all hues and colours. I have Twitter friends, Facebook friends and WhatsApp friends apart from my work friends, childhood friends, Mohalla friends, Alumini friends, friends of my children and those of my husband. My son who is often shocked and alarmed at the lightening speed with which I make friends seems to be perpetually worried at the risks I take by meeting my social media friends on and off. I can never forget the horror on my adolescent son’s face one day, when I told him that I was going to meet a twitter friend over a cup of coffee. He complained with shock and anger in his voice, and said, “What? I cannot believe you Amma? All my life you have taught me not to talk to strangers and here you are, going to meet your twitter friend?” Caught on the wrong foot, I immediately reasoned him out with the wealth of  my wisdom and my greying hair and of course took refuge behind my loving husband who was accompanying me for a late night coffee sojourn.  Being a Scorpio, I am blessed me with a rare insight at choosing friends. In a glance I decide the worth of a person and if I need to further engage with him/her, I get an immediate feeling - whether someone is likely to be a friend or foe. Rarely has my instincts betrayed me. On the social media I look for discourse markers and linguistic abilities, background and authenticity, to decide if I can friend a person or not. Thanks to my research in Nonverbal communication, these aspects have always protected me against wrong choice.

Writers have always fascinated me. I fall in love with Poets instantly. This weakness of mine has accelerated the speed with which I make friends on social media  Anyone who writes well is followed by me and I often interact with them on regular basis, and if they write humour, I make sure I know them closely. These thinkers, change makers and satirist fuel my imagination, spice up my skepticism and charge my energies to bring in change through words. It is indeed a delightful experience to read posts from such people about some issue that has been bothering me, in a perfectly crafted, agonizing, complaining post laced with Pun, humour and hope, all in one. This make me think "Oh well he/she thinks like me?" and similarity of thought connects me with them.

As a child I had few ‘Pen friends’ as they were called during the 70s. Magazines in those days regularly published addresses of people from around the world, who were interested in being pen friends. The communication happened through letters only as there was not much possibility of meeting or talking to them in real life thanks to scarce tele-density and near non-existent luxury/ holiday travel. Internet friendship somehow provided the same taste to me. In today’s world relationships that travel through the internet and navigate in non digital world or get stuckup somewhere in between have certain amount of weirdness in them. Since there is a lot of stigma attached to online friendship, I am amazed  at the amount of space virtual interaction in  relationships have taken over in this age of social media. Of course the suspicion of the semi anonymous nature of the net has its risks, but with little experience and age one can decipher easily between the real and the fake. The internet represents the broadening of the spectrum of relationships. I have several WhatsApp friends whom I have never met in real life and may not meet ever in future, but they are as good as my other face to face friends; Compassionate, caring & funny (sense of humour is a must in my friends). The merit of these friendships lies in their mutual likes and respect. Friendship now develops in digital and physical realms, often crossing freely between the two. It is thriving in this 24x7 wired world, thanks to the low cost maintenance of friendship, you only require a smart phone and a data pack. Although the online friends are qualitatively different than your in-person friends, they shape you nevertheless. They can also be your source of life support. They can make you miserable too, especially if you get caught in the “friendship paradox” (the research which says that most people on Facebook have fewer friend). But let this thought not keep you away from making good friends who have similar thoughts, taste & sentiments as you.

In today’s time-starved, stressful, highly mobile society, friendship has never been more necessary. It is believed that loneliness and isolation contribute to more deaths than cancer. Nor have our standards of what constitutes true intimacy in friendship been higher. But the essence of friendship—frequent, lengthy face-to-face conversations—has grown ever more elusive. Hence If we cultivate friendship (online and offline) it can lift some of the burden from our apparently unhappy and  isolated selves. Authentic friendship has two faces-  a therapeutic one, which constitutes listening, affirmation, and unconditional support.  The other is the "feminine" side of friendship that values communication, emotional expressiveness, closeness, the sharing of feelings, and intimate self-disclosure.  Grab any relationship that fulfills these essence of friendships.  Sometimes people hundreds of miles away can make you feel better than the ones near you.

As I recommend and suggest in investing in friendship, there are cautions to be considered too. Friendship thrives on mutual revelations which are concealed from the rest of the world, it flourishes within the boundaries of privacy. The idea of public friendship sounds like an oxymoron, hence apply these long researched notions of friendship to your social networking platforms. It should give you a sense of ‘community’ which is often missing in hollow of the social networking. Its important that we maintain a balance of offline friends and connection with long lost ones through online networks. Use your Whats App and private messaging more often than your wall posts. So how do we know if we are having a cushion of meaningful social relationships around us?  The answer to this question may not be easy, but to be sure ask yourself: Outside of your family, how many people would you be willing to call in the middle of the night if you needed help, and how many of them would be willing to get out of bed and come to rescue you? And: What if you had a great news to share, Who would you call? If you don’t have at least two people (apart from family) on both of your lists, perhaps you should take more seriously the role of friendship or social relationships in your life. If you pick the right friends, they could play a crucial role in your longevity. Trust me, I returned happy, strong & optimistic after visiting my friends.  





Tuesday, March 31, 2015

My social studies teacher Mrs. Ullal truly empowered me.

It was in my class sixth in St.Joseph's convent when one graduates from junior school (class5) at the ground floor to a senior school in class 6th at the first floor. Both the promotion, that of the floor and from junior to senior  school made us very proud and to some extent arrogant. The pride in attending the senior school assembly was enormous. we were awed by the big Big didies standing next to us. The pride has just started to swell when a new social studies teacher entered the class room. She was Mrs. Ullal, a Goenese who could speak no other language other than English. She was a wife of an army officer. This was in 1978
She started the class by laying certain rules in a highly Anglo Indian accented English. the class began with the reading of the lesson. By chance the student who was reading was almost stopped at every word for her improper pronunciation. In fact so frequent were the interruptions that we all out of fear paid no attention to the lesson but instead to the English in the lesson. It seemed she was here to teach us English and not social studies. The girl who was almost shaking with fear managed all the interruptions and further proceeded to pronounce Buffalo, as 'buffaelo'. all hell broke loose at this point and Mrs. Ullal asked her to repeat the pronunciation. Now completely pale with fear, she did it again by stretching further her 'ae'lo.. the immediate reaction which came from Mrs. Ullal was a gasp, an exclamation, followed by a shout. Oh! My God, you villagers, it is not Buffaelo, but it is 'bufflo' . The whole class was punished to pronounce it several times. thank God that we all were saved by the bell that day and the next period being a PT one, relievd us immensely. we all stood in a line and with due discipline went to the ground. The moment we landed there we all started to shout Bufflo, Bufflo... and erupted into laughter.

Mrs. Ullal was known to dislike our English and kept correcting our pronunciation regularly after that. But this is not what i remember her for. The humble social studies book was full of errors in spellings and often wrong citations. Not only that Mrs. Ullal did not like the book at all and would get the entire chapters deleted and re written by her ( the reasons i don't know), as it pleased her. I admired her for her independence and clarity of thought what should have been taught and what should not. she was vociferously critical about the content and by the term end we almost had cut 75% of the content and re written as per her wishes. This women was amazing. She taught me then and there not to believe in everything written in a text book, question everything, delete what you do not like. create your own book, and overall... that,  social studies does not mean wrong English. I also remember how she distributed social studies test papers during a school picnic, where most of us had performed  disastrously. we cried,  felt disheartened at our performance, called her names, but soon after forgot all about it and moved on by playing. Thats how life is. manage your set backs, and don't' let the enjoyment stop. 

Years later when I was in college, i happened to meet her at a family wedding and related these incidents to her. she laughed heartily and enjoyed listening to my impressions of her.
I often wonder and realise that she truly gave me an important lesson in empowerment. In an era where books are routinely banned and burnt, she taught me to read what i want to read, to simply delete and move forward after a few self mutterings as protest, to write my own books after criticisng them, and overall to be empowered enough to change course my self. make my own destiny. Thank you Mrs.Ullal for teaching the most important lessons of life in a very subtle way. You were truly an amazing teacher. Be it for English or social studies!!