How Instagram works in Bangladesh
Nope, Facebook ain’t the only social networking site hogging all the hype in Bangladesh. In an age of embracing everything that’s hip and trendy, Bangladeshis are clearly not falling behind. There’s Snapchat, Google+(let’s pretend people use it), Tinder, and heck, even Whatsapp has stories now, for accommodating our social, deshi noses. However, let’s focus on Instagram day with all its hashtags and glory.
“I’M THE BEST PHOTOGRAPHA EVA”
#hatirjheel #selfphotography #JMBAkashpleasepickmyphoto #bestphotography
Oh look at me. My photos are superb. So cool. I take photos everyday and use the coolest filters. If you don’t comment ‘nyc’ on my photos, I do not care about replying. And please expect me to inbox you to follow me.
“COLLAGE, I GO TO COLLAGE”
Oh, the collages. Oh, the joyful boxes and prisms and kaleidoscopes of memories that may or may not be worthless. I distinctly remember a collage made by some guy who decided to showcase some bazaar items with a caption: “Best day of my life. Bought lau, kodu and alu.” On a different note, please stop showing off and shove those collages of gifts your boyfriend gave you in the safety of your phone’s gallery, and preferably with AppLock. And make sure to forget your password. Same goes with your large collection of lipsticks, Star Kabab dishes or PS4 disks.
“THE FANBOY/FANGIRL SQUAD”
Are you waiting for One Direction’s new album or Aashiqui 3 to come out? Do you constantly post Bieber’s photos on your profile? I will not judge you for that. But please, do not fill up our Instagram feeds with the downloaded pictures of your favourite hillbillies. On the other hand, if you are fans of awesome stuff, there shall be less judgement passed on your way, but be kind enough not to clutter the feed with stuff that can be found all over the internet.
“THE QUOTE HUGGERS”
Sharing quotes is definitely not a bad thing. But an entire profile dedicated to quotes? Well, that annoying thing is a common thing in our country, strangely. The subjects of the quotes start from education all the way up to chronic depression. I have a 12-year-old picchi in my family who shares quotes on how love has not been kind to her. Oh the agony.
“THE #HASHTAG_4_LYFZ_BITCHIZ GANG”
“What is Instagram without hashtags?” Perhaps that’s what Shakespeare would have said if he were born in this era. But we Bangladeshis know how to take things up a notch. We can do anything for more likes and our hashtagging freedom will not be limited to #like4like or #follow4follow. I am just waiting for that day when hashtags like #freedomofhashtagging or #hashtagismychoice or #hashtagermayerebaap pop up. Please check if they have already.
“BUT FIRST, LET ME TAKE A SELFIE”
Selfie at Mostaakimer Chaap. Selfie at the Kolkata Kacchi. Selfie with the new #replica Ray Ban shades. Selfie with that new underwear you bought. Our love for selfies knows no bounds. I will be a bit shameless and admit that I once took a selfie with a tree of jackfruits in Rangamati. But hey, you don’t see me posting it on Instagram, do you? Or is it there? *deletes the selfie from Instagram*
“THE NAUGHTY BOYS AND GIRLS”
Remember that one time you were scrolling through the feed and then found a friend *heart*ing photos of scantily clad women? How about those girls who love to share the intimate moments of ’50 Shades Darker’, just cause it’s romantic? Then there are those people who keep on following international models, causing your “Explore” tab to be filled with ‘ahem’ photos. Ah well people may have their ways to display their sexuality, but hey, murubbis will solidify their claims on: “That’s what those youngsters do all day: watch nasty stuff on their ‘ishmartphones’.” And do not even get me started on those Naila Nayem or Sunny Leone followers! Get a room, please.
