First things first, all those who got fresh friend requests from me on Facebook, I had not removed you from my Friend List. Actually I have deleted my original Facebook account and created a new one.
I was away from Facebook for almost a month. The ones who noticed my absence in that period thought I had deactivated my account as my MA exams were going on. But when I told them that I had, in fact, deleted my account, they were shocked. They literally called me crazy, stupid, and said I was out of mind… They couldn’t imagine how a person could delete his Facebook account, because deleting your account is like destroying your house — a house holding so many of your memories and possessions (an analogy a friend of mine quite agreed with).
So then why did I delete my account? Facebook does not delete your account immediately. It takes 14 days to process the request. During this period, you need to have Buddha-esqu control on your mind to not revert the decision, because all your “friends”, all your “memories”, your beloved “Wall” are just a login away. I won’t tell you the exact incident which triggered the decision but I will tell you the reasons which made me stay firm on it.
Facebook serves a functional purpose for me, as one more tool of communication in addition to many others. I am not for Facebook, Facebook is for me. Deleting the account was a symbolic act — an act to prove to myself that I was in control… That I could delete my account if I wished to (even if there was no special reason). Yes, I wanted to delete my data too but not because there was anything compromising there but because I am a minimalist. Also, I do not like attachment. I wanted to see if I could part with four years’ possessions — all the people I had befriended, all my posts, comments, pages I was managing, the groups I was part of, the notes I had written, photos, etc.
I do not like to keep things in my closet just so that when one day I am upset, I can take them out, look at them, relive the memories associated with them and feel better. No, that’s not me. I guess I will rather depend on my brain for that. I like to live with less, not more. Accumulation is not my virtue. I like to get rid of things which do not serve a purpose in the present. Also, I do not like to keep my past tied down to material objects. I would rather keep the memories alive in my head.
This is my philosophy of life and it stems from my belief that you just need four things to live a satisfactory life — food, shelter, clothes and freedom to pursue things you like. I know people who will strongly oppose this world view of not holding on to the past. Well, guys, I would like to hear your thoughts too.
[The] sense of an object as being attractive, unattractive, or neutral…feelings of pleasure, pain, or neutrality arise. Due to such feelings, attachment develops, this being the attachment of not wanting to separate from pleasure and the attachment of wanting to separate from suffering…
— Dalai Lama (1988)