Facebook is just so fairytale a country that I’d love to be its citizen.

I live in a virtual world where my neighborhood toll hits a thousand. Most often, all of those independent members are from separate household, many currently residing across the continent. In terms of nationality, caste, gender, age, color, religion, political views and socio-economic background where can one find such a diverse society as Facebook? Answer: Nowhere. As a netizen, that’s exactly where you want to be the citizen of.

I garnered the official citizenship status of Facebook in mid-2007. For those wanting to acquire one: you would be eligible if you are 13 or above and great thing is that you don’t have to disavow your original citizenship of your residing nation or simply that you can have dual citizenship. After all, your inner self might dwell as data in electronic sub-space, but your physical body needs to function as a life for which needs a nation and a proof to certify you are of it. Quite simple to register yourself, fill up your few credentials and submit it to the bureau. You are done; just keep on updating info and photos.

Facebook reflects every breath and cough of this millennial generation. As much as it shows ostentation as in adventure, extravaganza, success or achievement; it also seems to be wielded not to show sorrows, frustrations, deaths and failures. Don’t your finger itches when you wait to connect your smartphone to 3G networks dying to update your check-in at Copacabana beach with your best friend? These days, nobody goes hiking stealthily to Mount Otemanu when they are in Bora Bora without announcing it very loudly and clearly, repeatedly even, at Facebook. So, facebook has now consistently been the landmark to show the major life events, particularly more exciting and palmier. It is in here a human life is depicted in a timeline down the scroll.

What is more popular than China’s great wall or Berlin’s wall? One too many youngsters who scribble thousands of graffiti at Facebook wall might not have heard of both. Why this craze of camera? Every shot in the park or elsewhere is taken only to be ultimately uploaded or deleted.

Most of the photos snapped in best bib and tucker and vibrant atmosphere are fated to be streamed into the facebook newsfeed. It’s almost like there are hundreds of slothful screwballs sticking their eyes at the screen and waiting to react to your photo.