These days I am having this recurring dream: Its Sunday and I am taking a post-prandial nap, when I hear a knock on my door. I open it, and see who? The CEO of Facebook, Mark Zuckerberg himself, along with few policemen. I am pleasantly shocked at such unexpected visitors. The talk goes on like this: Mark: Do you know somebody by name Aditya ? Me: hi, Mark. No.. I mean Yes, Aditya is my friend, my Facebook friend, actually. Why? What happened? Mark: Did you make fun of his Facebook actions anytime recently? Did you make any jokes about it? Me: I dont know man, I mean... he was the guy who sent me the most Candy Crush requests, and I made a couple of jokes about that, but without naming him in the posts. Mark: How was your Facebook friendship? Me: We never interacted. He never liked any of my posts and I generally do not read any of my friends posts, so theres that. But what happened Mark? Mark: Nothing much. He committed suicide. Me: A. thats so bad.. Is he OK now? Mark: He is dead, so he is not OK, I presume. Me: Of course.. But why did he commit suicide? Mark: He felt bad about your not accepting his Candy Crush requests. Your jokes about his requests crushed him even more. So this afternoon he deleted the Candy crush app on his Micromax mobile and got himself crushed, under an incoming train at an unmanned crossing. And, by the way. YOU ARE UNDER ARREST. Charged under IPC section 2048: causing death due to extreme ridicule. -------END OF DREAM------ At this point I wake up shivering with fear. Takes sometime to realize that it has just been a dream. Happy that its all just a dream, I open my Facebook app. One new notification: Aditya has invited you to play Candy Crush. I get so happy that I start playing Candy Crush.
Posted on: Sun, 27 Jul 2014 12:01:16 +0000
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