Flash Fiction A Facebookian Trap. Are social networks good for lovers and love? Today, read Ali Znaidi flash fiction and think about the topic.
A Facebookian Trap
“What belongs to the water belongs to the water,” he wrote on her Facebook wall. “Just think of frogs when they leave water and think of them again when they return to it. Frogs are always playing hide and seek. Aren’t they? Frogs have no sense of belonging. They can’t live without deceiving us,” he added on her wall, while he was thinking about the trap in which he fell. Then, he lit a cigarette and logged out.
Since they began talking to each other online she has never revealed her true self. She shrouded herself in an aura of enigma, a halo that blinded him and made him fall in the trap. Her pseudonym ‘Mrs. Butterfly’ amazed him and remained whispering through his ears like a melodious song. But there was a broken tune always playing outside his room! And this really drove him crazy.
What added to his madness was the fact that she changes the skin, widgets, and themes of her Facebook page on a daily basis and sometimes on an hourly basis. So don’t ask about her feelings: Layers within layers, no clarity, and no sense of belonging. What was haunting his mind was only that image of frogs leaving the pond to the land then returning to the pond to the rhythm of the blinking eyes.
He didn’t realize that his cigarette finished until a little ember burnt his finger. He woke up from his pondering swearing and cursing his fingers and the keyboard that entrapped him in such a relation with such a specter that has no sense of belonging.