I say with all humility

One. Say what you have to say
directly. I’m used to hearing and speaking
straightforwardly.

Two. Don’t beat around
the bush. I don’t understand that, and I don’t have
time to figure it out either.

Three. Don’t speak in ways
that require brainpower to understand; I don’t have much of that to spare anyway. Neither you nor I are delivering some
profound wisdom that demands mental effort. If I have to think in circles and riddles while talking to someone, where’s the time for actual conversation?

Four. Don’t lie
needlessly. It’s extremely annoying!

Five. If you don’t get a reply even after your message shows as read, assume I don’t want to respond. Don’t keep sending texts non-stop.

Six. Sent an important
message but not getting a reply? Send a simple “hi” to revive
it. But keep in mind—what’s important to you might not be important to me. No one
is obligated to reply to anyone’s messages.

Seven. “Rain falls,
leaves rustle, I remember you”… “you and me,
the rest are all bastards”…
I don’t like seeing these kinds of messages. I don’t have time for chatting, or rather, I don’t feel like giving everyone my time.

Eight. If you have even
the slightest inclination toward hypocrisy, please stay several million miles away from me. I’ve made a cold, calculated decision to hate
this above all else for the rest of my life.

Nine. Don’t drag me into
debates about religion, politics, or government affairs. I don’t understand these things, and I don’t want to.
Even in casual conversations, I stay quiet when these topics come up. I have no interest
in them.

Ten. Let me do my job
my way. If you try to interfere, I definitely
won’t like it.

Eleven. If you don’t
want to share information about yourself, don’t give false information—just skip it, and I’ll understand.

Twelve. Those who have
boyfriends or husbands should only message me for absolutely urgent matters. Otherwise, you’ll be very disappointed. Give your time to him, or else he’ll
give his time to someone else. That’s only natural.

Thirteen. Don’t come
here to show off your intellect. I’m scared of (fox-like) scholars. I don’t come to Facebook to save
the nation.

Fourteen. My profile
isn’t an online education center. Just as you come to Facebook for entertainment,
I come for exactly the same reason.

Fifteen. If I realize
you’re chatting with something fake or through lies, I’ll block you immediately and never unblock you again—keep that in mind.

Sixteen. Don’t call me
‘sir’ in the inbox—call me by name or ‘bhaiya’/’dada’. When someone shows me respect I don’t deserve, my self-respect
diminishes.

Seventeen. There’s no
point asking me in the inbox about things I’ve already written in my notes! I definitely won’t answer. Please don’t ask for note links. Take the trouble to find them yourself.

Eighteen. If you’ve
accidentally blocked someone, let me know through your other account or have a
friend tell me. I make many mistakes—please forgive me a little.

Nineteen. Speak for
yourself, don’t have others speak for you. I like brave people.

Twenty. Don’t make
requests like “Please be my friend.” Why must you be my friend on Facebook? My profile
is public anyway. I’ll befriend whom I want, and I won’t befriend whom I don’t want.

Twenty-one. Just as I
have no interest in others’ personal matters, I want no one to be interested in mine. Understanding how much you can and cannot ask is extremely important. People without boundaries are utterly irritating.

Twenty-two. I don’t
want to be friends with dolls or mannequins. If you don’t have the desire or courage to show your real name and photo, say goodbye to any desire to be my friend or chat with me.

Twenty-three. My inbox
isn’t for asking what books to read for BCS, how many hours to study,
what routine to follow, how to come first, how to fight sleep, what to do when you don’t feel like studying, which coaching to join—these extremely annoying questions. Coming first in BCS isn’t my crime, surely. Whatever I have to say, I share on my wall. Honestly,
I have absolutely nothing more
to add.

Twenty-four. I’d be
grateful if you could find people who speak badly about me or are harmful, with evidence. Please help me find snakes hiding in the grass. My enemy’s enemy is my friend.

Twenty-five. Through
these words, I’ve candidly expressed what I think. If anyone is hurt in the slightest by anything I’ve said, I admit my mistake and apologize without getting into any arguments.

My wall,
my rules! Happy
Facebooking!!