Savvy Outlet!

It was not an invention that led me cry hysteric with pride, only a small discovery of the new age window to what I say- 'The Bigger World'. Small was my life, a small town soul, bewitched by the charm of the skyscrapers while being thwarted by the never-ending traffic. Life had unravelled a different facade of which I lay unaware !

One fine afternoon, I could barely see ShahRukh Khan dance to a peppy number holding his hand out to me , when the piercing trill of my alarm put my reverie into shambles. I was irked by this untoward act of my very loyal clock , gifted by my father while I took course to this city! I switched it off , but by then I was wide awake and alarmed. It was my first semester the next day , and my afternoon nap had stretched till nine in the evening. I knew it was going to be hell of a time that night. I faintly remember the subject's name "ICIT" , something to do with Internet. Jargons like WYSIWYG -'What You See Is What You Get' floating around which later actually changed into a much longer WYSINAWYG 'What You See is Not Always What You Get'. Well, its a totally different affair now when everything seems distant to the notions I upheld in those days. Its only a decade past and the whole world is topsy-turvy for me .

After flipping through few pages and nothing seeming to enter into my mind, I thought I would surf the internet as it was quite related to the lessons I had to read for my examination(To tell you the truth, that was not my motive..I had slipped to relax!) I sat on the revolving chair and not much Internet savvy then, keyed in 'Shahrukh Khan' . I just knew about the Google search engine .I would call it Oracle, because everytime you hit the button for a question , it poured an ocean of knowledge pertaining to the subject. This chap -'Shahrukh' had good overpowered me . I had fallen prey to his romantic stammering! How I wished I was 'Kiran' .. But now that you know the truth of WYSIWYG, I will not elaborate on it.

As I was going through his background, I heard few popping sounds. To my astonishment , there were small rectangular windows popping up. Those were the chat windows of Winpopup . People who have used Windows 98 or below should be knowing that it is a method helping to send and receive messages in a Local Area Network. This was the discovery I was talking about in the first sentence of my conversation.

Believe me this window has changed my life ever since. I have witnessed umpteen unforgettable episodes in my life owing to this discovery. Friends, Boy-friends, love , hate , solace - a deluge of life- all cradled in one! Some memories seem so alive and articulate that they resound in my mind today ! My heart swells nostalgic in retrospection. Nevertheless have I missed those days . The innocence of those amateurish chats with unknown souls on the other side still stir me with the freshness! There was an excitement undefinable and a happiness unexplained.

But please do not ask me about the outcome of the ICIT exam the next day ! I sure wasn't the topper :)