chattin

chatting in one of the local chatrooms in mirc, i was taken aback by a question propounded by one of the people i was chatting with. what is the essence of chatting? ordinarily, i'd have answered it right there and then without a second's hesitation. however, hearing it from someone in a local chatroom where clandestine and nocturnal activities are usually the most viable form of conversation made me pause and think. what brought about this relatively profound question amidst the sea of worldly advertisements?

few minutes later and then i found out. sadness can be an all consuming threat that people more often drown in its complicity and lose sight of everything that's good happening around them. this chatter is exactly in that position. the person was sad.

which again made me think. why would this person air out grievances to someone like me who is a total stranger? why would i say the most intimate part of my recent life to just anyone who for all i know could be a maniac on the loose?

well, i suppose anonimity is a factor, like confession before a priest that you cannot see. but mostly, from what i gather in our conversation, it's just that this chatter doesn't have so many friends to talk with. which made me sad for the person. and made me appreciate my friends more.

in my opinion, friends are some of the most important commodity that a person can ever bargain for. i cannot imagine going through a phase of my life just like the phase of the life of the person i was chatting with without a sturdy support group of my closest friends around me. aside from my family, these friends are the pillars of my life which enable me to stand tall and impressive before the harsh world. these are the people that need no explanation for the fuck ups that i undertake and just take the reigns to make me stop. they don't need me to articulate what my problems are, all i need to do is cry for help and they're there. they know who they are, and i thank them for that.

thinking about this then, i reached out to this chatter pouring all emotions on me and i decided to be a friend, even just for the hour i was in the chatroom. after all, the essence of chatting is connecting with people. and by logging in, i intended to do just that, relate to people by, well, at the very least, chatting.