Welcome to the world of Fakebook Oops! I mean Facebook where you testify the equation ‘Stranger + click = Friend’ every single day. But did you ever gave a thought, what if a single click could turn your world upside down and lead to miraculous co-incidences? Find you answer in this humorous tale of six intriguing characters- Eiggy Piggy(the fun floss), Nihasa(wayward weirdo), Aarav(happy-go-lucky lad), Khushi(girl next door), Ina(the bizarre beauty), and Fonty(all brawn-no brain guy) resonating with the beat of teenage and social networking. Though, estranged, they have overlapping existence with each other. Discover the shell-shocking revelation of shuffling fake identities cocooned in the warmth of friendship and love. The unpredictable turn of events and myriad of uncertainties are sure to whet your appetite to unfold a different shade of each character. Experience the other side of facebook and fun on the way to decipher the off-the-beaten track climax.
Introduction
“Hey! How are you my friend?” an unfamiliar voice called me from nowhere.
I wheeled around to find source and there I saw, half handsome guy in denim black jeans and sky blue tee with imprint of a red rose smiling to me.
Shit! I’ve seen this face, I racked my brain nerves to signal me the details of the familiar face encountering me. Ah! My neurons failed to signal me the delivery repot of his identity. But, I was pretty sure his face was familiar to me and details was buried somewhere in cerebral.
“I’m doing well buddy,” I uttered ruing the fact of being oblivious about him. Finally, I caught upon his face that he belonged to my class once and could be considered a colleague rather then friend; still I failed to recall his name. I continued exchanging pleasantries non stop like a close pal.“What about you? How is it going? Where are Pallavi and Anubhav these days?” I enquired hoping that he remembered them since they were the hottest couple in school and much amid talks.
“Well, everything’s fine, I think they both are in Delhi pursuing degree from DU. You can find them on facebook.” He answered lamely. “Hey are you on facebook too?” suddenly , he flashed me with a FAQ, as if he was desperately trying to increase his Farmville neighbors and MAFIA gang
loitering around in malls and adding familiar faces.
“Of course,” I replied.
“Then don’t forget to add me,” he insisted with a charming smile. “It’s Abhishek Puria.”
“For sure!” I nodded several times with a return smile and waved goodbye. At least, I was successful in knowing his name without making him aware.
I watched him surge ahead reminiscing me of my school days where I attended lectures invisible to everyone, save the poor souls of watchman and the bus conductor.
This might have happened with you as well -“Are you on FB?” a common question chanted like rhythms of a lively song by all the recent acquaintances you must have made lately; it definitely ends with the ultimate question of paramount importance of your availability on Facebook. Perhaps, it’s the unrelenting desire to stay in touch with the closed ones that evinces the rendering force that has the cult following after it, similar to the utter devotion towards almighty God.
The sheer pleasure derived through the multiple of game between your keyboard, computer screens and Facebook seems to change the dimension of communications. There seems to be a charming varsity of profound reasons like renewal of ties with old friends, epicenter of long distance relationships, flings, dating- hub, on looking for fun of time pass and peeking into custom made profiles of people, a platform for many stories to unfold etc which includes the common tendency for the desire of facebooking.
But, there is other side of coin… You zero is on the sending friendship requests to the automatic suggestion popping upon your computer screens and the process continue in which you hand over to each of other the key to the door of your respective lives. That one branch spawned a dozen other branches. Like the root of the tree, your online connection can quickly grow into vast, overlapping complicated network of interconnected strands, and you will quickly loose control over
not only who you’re connected to, but who can steal your info to make your life miserable. Your photos could be copied, altered and reposted online. Your email address could be harvested by spammer, or your parents could mortify you by leaving comment on your friends update. The threat of stalking, defaming you and the amount of info available about you maybe dangerous.
I remember my one 19 year old friend from Mumbai who prefers to remain unnamed was repeatedly send friend request on facebook by stranger over a course of seven months. She didn’t know who the person was and kept declining. They had no common friends and his profile showed only 8 connections, implying that account had been made solely for the purpose of sending message.
Fake profiles could be created in a jiffy to sneak-peek, spy, monitor, collect info and interfering with the personal life of others apart from other sinister intensions under the disguise of online friendship. According to an estimate, every fourth teenager makes fake profile for the sake of pranks and fun. With average number of one hundred and thirty friends; neither I nor you can real which are real or fake. Still we keep on counting them, talk, share and trust them. Thinking oneself intelligent, millions of people have made fake profile forgetting g the gospel truth- someone, somewhere is little more intelligent then you. With my online age of 9 years, I’ve learned that, sweetest fantasy to worst nightmare is possible until we are ONLINE. Now it’s your turn!
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