The Sarahah brouhaha
The initial impact has been positive, but dangers lurk around the corner Born in the early ’80s, I am a borderline millennial. It means I had a cassette player once, but am on Instagram now. It also means I saw the Internet grow out of the sweet innocence of blogs, hit puberty with social media, and reach adulthood with fake news. It is now essentially a salesman with a major personality disorder. It is safe to say that looking for personal improvement and constructive criticism on the Internet is the equivalent of watching a Pahlaj Nihalani lm to understand Indian culture. The idea of India, even culture itself, is irreversibly damaged in the process. There are comment sections on Reddit where dignity and self-respect are tightly curled up in a corner sucking their thumbs. Now WhatsApp forwards deliver more pop psychology and misogyny to the average Indian household than a TV serial. Self-esteem in young adults is currently quantfiable under likes, shares and comments It...