A Morning in Life

A Story by Ashesh

a short skit on Facebook junkie

My cell snored with ringtone. It was a friend calling. And it was 10am. He had finished first half of his work and was in break when he called. And me, I was waking up on his call. Else I don’t know how long I’d be in bed.. maybe until another day. Well, that won’t make any difference to me to tell you the truth. I wouldn’t mind a day skip by from life without my notice. I guess I’d realize after waking up, next morning, how it feels to die for a day. And it would feel nothing with just an acknowledgment of a fact that I was dead for a day.

What if it had actually occurred?

“Surely ‘cause no one noticed. Call it a coincidence or hard truth. Things lie this way sometimes. It’s a matter of choice, whichever you want to believe in. I’d opt’ the coincidence. It makes things easier. But my ambivalent mind got ruffled. How can one whole day pass by without anyone’s notice?. Also I thought, why on rat’s tail anyone should notice?!”

Both thoughts were discomforting.

And it occurred to me, my Facebook status would be “Do not take people seriously (or maybe ‘uphold people’) because they have special talent to piss you off!”. But people would read “I’m so pissed, no one noticed!!”. Ha ha..

I laughed at myself.

Urgency runs through my mind and my body follows it. I squeeze Dabar Lal quickly, shovel it between my jaws. I open up the laptop, press the power and than join the power cord. I saved some seconds there. By not joining the power cord first and than pressing the power button. That is called multitasking I said to myself. This is what I am good at. Like when cooking, while my onions are turning brown, I put pulses to boil on another burner, sip my herbal tea in between and switch back to put evenly cut potatoes over brown onions. Thank Lord for my zodiac sign and its traits!

Anyways, ‘my’ free Wi-fi connects now. Yes by some mysterious way god sent me the password for network named “IPRAD”.

Okay it was not god, those dumb people upstairs did not secure their wifi for a year or so, through which I thoroughly surfed and downloaded free music from torrents. God bless ‘em!.

Until one day a great man came to secure it and was genius enough to put a password on it. With all the time in the world I entered the subsets like 12345, 123456, 12345iloveyou, all hell of inputs I can think of, until it occurred to me (that’s where I give credit to God!) why not 01234567.. And it read ‘internet access’!!!

Who does that? Put most predictable password one can think of. I mean that is not even a password!

Google Chrome. Click! facebook.com ENTER!

Username [email protected] Password ************** ENTER!

Remember password? Never for this site!. Click!

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On the blank space below it reads faintly “What’s on your mind?”

“Do not indulge on people completely because they have special talent to piss you off!”

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