Short Story: Wi-Fi

“I want her.”

That was the sentence that everyone in the room has chanted more than several times. “What is the password?” seems to be the question of everyone who has their fingertips locked on their digital keyboards. I stared at the device in my hands and I knew that this time I felt different. I used to be those people who lusted for her and was willing to do her bidding just to be connected to the society and on the latest trends. Most people wouldn’t want to be left out, and I was one of them. Nobody mattered unless you were her and I used to glorify her. The Wi-Fi.

Funny isn’t it? The connection of your mobile device depends on how good does the Wi-Fi feel today. She might give you 2 bars if you didn’t greet her a good morning. She might give you 5 bars if you massaged her feet day and night. I stopped being one of those people who would worship at the ground she walked on and ravish on the left overs she threw. Why was I the only one who changed?

Yes, being connected to Wi-Fi meant achieving the availability to be connected to others. However those chances are cut short if you piss Wi-Fi off. And it was really easy to make this b*tch mad. 

She’ll cut you off a bar if you didn’t agree to what she says. Apparently ‘free will’ wasn’t applied to her stupid brain. She’ll cut you off another if you don’t apologise even though it was her fault when the argument started. I was short on two bars because of both incidents mentioned. Hence, I had a slow connection with others. I was notified later when there were updates regarding my friends. This resulted for me to miss many chances to talk to them and be made me late on trends.

Because I was the only person in the room who was two bars short, I grew sad. Everyone around me had their eyes glued on their phones while others basically didn’t miss their chance to kiss Wi-Fi’s ass for a better internet connection.

That is when I realised.

That all of them were unkept. They had bags under their eyes and long dirty nails. The stench of unbathed bodies filled the walls that burnt my nostrils to the core. I was shocked. They were trying so hard to please Wi-Fi, to be connected to society and be updated on the latest trends that they don’t bother looking after themselves.

Is this what is meant by “Nobody mattered unless you were her” ?

The others were so busy worshiping this selfish b*tch to the point that they don’t take care of themselves. Wi-F- didn’t care about them at all either. She would strip you off a bar if you didn’t please her well and she wouldn’t feel bad to do so.

I took a step back from the room I used to stay. I looked at everyone who didn’t even bother to look at each other or at the windows to see the outside world. My fingers gripped tighter on the mobile device that I held within my grasp. I knew what I had to do.

My thumb clicked on the home screen and I reached to close the symbol that I had on for so long.

Now, I don’t see bars.

I don’t have a connection.

My legs began to walk out of the horrible place. I sat down on a chair besides a large window who had a beautiful painted blue sky scenery on it. My eyes were indulged in its beauty and I realised maybe that was what I needed to focus on, besides the device that I used to worry a lot more about.

The longer I stare at the window, I began notice my reflection on it.

Yes.

That was what I needed to take care of the most.

Myself.

-The End-

Did you enjoy it? To the people who read it till the end, I want to say thank you.

However this short story isn't just about how absorbed people are into the internet nowadays.

Wi-Fi represents a Queen Bee within a group. Now, these were normal to have within a group of friends(Especially in schools etc). However, this is not really healthy, you see? I always had to deal with things like "If she's not coming to the movies, I won't either" which indicates a lot of where I stand in their eyes.

It doesn't matter if I'm not there, the only thing matters is if she was there.

I had to deal with friends who made me feel like this a lot, and it was emotionally unhealthy for me. And because of this, I grew to be more comfortable to be alone rather than being among them.

I'm glad that I didn't face much of these kind of people today, and the people I met in University helped me to gain trust on becoming friends with other people. And I learned that it was okay say 'no' instead of blending in just to be surrounded by fake love.

It has been more than a year that I have not made in contact with Wi-Fi and the gang, and am I unhappy? I miss the memories but I don't miss most of the them. But I look forward to create better memories with a better people in 2020.

Paint me an ungrateful sinner
-Me.