Twitter is a strange animal.
You get followers and you follow.
By sheer randomness it seems.
You know not whether he is a Tweet adder creation
Or a man with real soul.
In the flux of following and unfollowing
You get tweets that make you laugh
And those that irritate you
You weed out the irritating ones
And follow the amusing ones
You ignore those that send out bland tweets
But wait for the next one from one who tweets himself, soul and all
In time, Twitland ceases to be in the cloud
And becomes a regular rendezvous
With friends and foes
With laughter and sulking
Soon, it becomes a part of you.
And then as Life would have it
A friend is snatched away
With no warning nor reason
And Life reminds you
That it is short, too short
I’ll always remember your “LOL, LOL….” Rajneesh.
You filled my life with happiness and love for humanity.
Your bank account at Love Street is full up
I pray that He will count that bank balance as He receives you.
Thank you for sharing a brief journey with me.
You leave me the richer for it.
But Rajneesh my friend,
That your chose that your last tweet was to me
Leaves me in tears
As only the departure of a loved one can.
JS