Chidiogo, thanks for your article 'what it means ''not to have light'' in your house for one week'. It is simply a masterpiece. You roundly captured the pangs and pains a typical working class goes through in the cold fangs of our power suppliers. I wonder whether you're a medical doctor or a writer. I also wonder which of these enjoy ur greater passion. Whichever way, I thank God for this creative gift you're endowed with. However, permit me to say the only side of Chidiogo that is very unattractive to me is 'Snobbery'. Perhaps that is 'facebook Ibe Chidiogo Radiant'. Whichever way, what is the norm is that one tries to make his/her image no matter the circumstances. No need engaging the services of image makers when you can do that for yourself. We have a a fair belle, a sound intellect, a medic and a mind-bugging writer all in Chidiogo I know in facebook. What remains is an 'interactive' Chidiogo who has no time to reply to texts. Radiance involves lighting up people. That scarce time you take out to tweet 'hi' to those who care is part of your charitable work. A public figure must learn to manage people. Don't leave your admirers in the dark just as NEPA leaves us. It will be a double tragedy. No matter how stupid, distasteful or even pepperish your friends can appear, accomodate and manage them. Human beings are managed. I want not a haughty, pompous Radiant but a humble Radiant who would always radiate joy and hope to us with her abundant beauty, medical, social and literary knowledge and skills. I am on the watchout to see if this will still be ignored like others. Thanks.
People ask how I manage 5000 Facebook contacts and wonder what a hell of a jungle my Facebook inbox would be. Truth is: I don't know how either. I kind of just go the easy way- ignoring his and hellos, only responding to comments about my blog or article. I've had people call me a snob and send hateful messages. I ignore them even more. It's not that I'm pompous, but I can't try to please everyone to my detriment.
There are many things to do on Facebook apart from chatting. This is not the early Y2Ks when we were fascinated about the concept of internet and it's unavailability made it even more glamorous. We'd save money to buy air time in cyber cafés to chat on Yahoo Messenger with Singhs from India and Suos from Singapore feigning that we were twenty-five 'cause no one was interested in minors. This is over a decade after, when people have the internet as their office and Facebook as their business platform. Though FB messenger has them active, it doesn't mean they are sitting aimlessly waiting for some chitchat. Dunno, just saying.
But of course, all work and no play, makes Jill a dull girl. Fun is the spice of life and we get to have fun every now and then. I love to meet people that appreciate my works. People like the friend whose comment I've displayed above and I've met quite a number on Facebook. People I first call when I need help with something they can offer or I seek their opinion about my articles, whose compliments I derive strength from.
The thing is, many people mistake Facebook friendship for real life friendship. Because we are friends on Facebook, they expect us to be buddies. It doesn't work that way. A Facebook friend is simply an acquaintance unless we were friends before I added them. True friendship is earned with time and I've made a few via Facebook; some I have never even seen before.
NB: Friends on Facebook is 'not equal to' friends for real
But friends on Facebook 'could become' friends for real
PS: I replied him and we've had good conversations since then.
©Radiant~ April 2015