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A Satire On The Power Of Appreciation

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BAM!

There go a million or trillion alarms.

It’s time to get ready for office. What should you wear? It should be attractive enough to catch your colleague’s attention.

The brand of perfume should smell good enough to turn heads. No, no you are not a narcissistic obsessive soul haunted by materialistic demons. You just like to be praised, you actually have begun to live on it as a sort of motivation.

I am not being Uncle Sam pointing a big fat finger on your troubled face. Well, I am talking to myself as well so maybe I am being Good Uncle Sam in this confusing claustrophobic cold war-ish world (there goes an alliteration).

Are you a constant browser of shopping sites and a reader of trending topics? Does it make you sad when someone does not notice your hard work and encourages you on your performance?

Well, hello to you too. A victim of the ‘I want appreciation’ syndrome. I should not go too far to call it a syndrome but if it eats our minds like the creepy beetles in the Mummy movies, it deserves that tag.

I hate the fact that I feel better and healthier when someone, dammit anyone notices me and compliments me. More the number, the merrier I am.

The number of likes on my Facebook and Instagram photos increases my self-esteem as that is the digital way of the appreciation I receive.

A little soothing adjective thrown by my teacher or my boss makes my entire day as chirpy as the lovely spring season. Why?

Is self-motivation a thing of the past in this fast paced life? Oh, is there no time to talk to ourselves so we depend on instant appreciation comments from outsiders to buck ourselves up and to eventually love ourselves?

I am not getting to any solution, it’s not a documentary script that I am writing. I just want to know how many of us have given a thought to this global syndrome that is spreading like wildfire.

My dubsmash video should be viewed and appreciated the most, my profile picture should look the hottest, my dressing sense should turn each head that I pass, my Instagram followers should grow with a lightning speed.

And in the end, all the hard work I put in each and everything that surrounds me should be appreciated to receive its well-deserved cherry on the top.

In the end, what is being said about me is all that…matters.

(Influenced by the life in Delhi and the award winning movie BIRDMAN)

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