While the world seems to be in the midst of crisis: Syria amidst war, China amidst global politics, India amidst protests and promises, Kashmir amidst dodgy ceasefire regulations, and so on, the comments that lay in thousands of likes on Youtube are stuck in far better times.
Times that we keep revisiting through Levine’s, Swift’s, and Perry’s hits from an era unmatched.
These typed thoughts have found a forever home in the section below- on a street address I find myself upon more often than not.
There’s an urge to read what others, with similar taste in content, have written for the world to see. To know that at some point in time, someone’s heart must’ve felt, dropped, and skipped the same beat as yours is…for the lack of a better word- magical.
Imagine listening to a Bon Jovi song while an out-of-tune chorus follows- this voice of a stranger, reveling in his room, somewhere afar.
With every video, comes a string of thoughts. Experiences punctuated, feelings adrift. A story from yesteryear interweaved with a song timeless, and love disguised in likes.
People always have something to add, to express, and to point out- one timestamp per moment. Every moment you might’ve missed out upon, they fill you in- like that one friend who faithfully checks whether you’ve completely immersed yourself in the content being watched.
Comments connect when content divides.
Under a video titled, ‘Zayn Malik cancels his appearance at Wembley at the last minute’, contrary to what one might expect to come across, there are very kind, and heartwarming comments from his followers.
‘I get that the people would be pissed since they spent dollars to attend the concert just to see him perform BUT I do respect Zayn’s decision though cuz ANXIETY IS NOT A JOKE.’ writes Catherine Arenas.
Whereas in another comment, Ayla Basheer cites the other side of the story saying,
‘P(eo)ple have the right to be upset at this, don’t call them toxic. This isn’t something that he is doing as a favor it’s his job and people invested a lot of money, time, and hopes in this.’
There might be a fraction of people that see themselves divided between the two sides that these comments represent. But to see such warmth topple even the coldest of murmurs makes you believe in a more tolerant generation- a feeling of belonging with the right people at the right time.
The entire experience of consuming content feels uninhabited without the babel that fills the room. Once we find our voice in the speech of another’s, only then does everything come full circle. The insight into this might stem from the fact that we LOVE to pass comments in general- gestures only our eyes are accustomed to.
In the absence of company, there’s peace in silently judging, observing, and finally, in knowing that you didn’t spend the evening alone- that miles away, someone must’ve felt the same way.