A simple poem about identity beyond the digital self, capturing the calm after disconnection, where the noise fades and one reconnects with their true self.
# After Log Off #
When the light goes out,
I remain—
not the version that scrolls,
not the one that reacts,
but the one who feels
in the dark.
No signal,
no noise—
just a heart,
remembering
how to be heard.
(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com
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A good lesson that we all need to time away from the flickering bright blue light to remember who we are. Have a great day. Allan
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That’s such a thoughtful reminder, Allan.
In a world that’s always glowing and demanding our attention, stepping away from that flickering blue light really does feel like coming home to ourselves. It’s in those quiet pauses that we reconnect with what truly matters.
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Succinctly put, Sir V. We are more than our online persona. Conversely, our social media network is more than what they post as well.
Your poem made me realize that the concept of sonder applies in the internet as well. Sonder is the realization that any stranger we meet has a life as rich and vivid as we do. Those strangers may be passersby on the street or fellow netizens in our social media.
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Thank you for such a thoughtful reflection. I’m really glad the poem resonated with you in that way. Your connection to the idea of sonder in the digital space is beautifully put—it’s easy to forget that behind every profile is a full, complex life unfolding, just like ours.
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very nice .
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Thank you so much.
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Vijay this was quiet in the best way.
That line about not being the version that scrolls but the one who feels… that’s exactly what most of us forget in the noise.
There’s a calm honesty in how you write these. It doesn’t try too hard, and that’s why it lands.
Feels like something people should come back to once in a while.
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Thank you, that really means a lot to me. I’m glad that line stayed with you—that quiet distinction between who we scroll as and who we truly are feels important to hold onto.
I’ve always felt that sometimes the softer, unforced words carry further, simply because they don’t demand attention—they invite it. Your reflection captures that beautifully.
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What a touching, and true, poem, Mr. Verma.
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Thank you so much for your kind words—I truly appreciate it. I’m really glad the poem resonated with you and felt true in its own quiet way.
It means a lot that you took a moment to read and share your thoughts. Warm regards.
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