Disclaimer: They following experience is not mine. DUH!!! I came to know about it from from different places and then finally got the exact version as it is below by the person involved himself. This can also be regarded as a contradiction to the controversial news that usually is heard of Orkut, the social website these days.
Do you Orkut?" .
"No," was my answer two years back when I had joined Orkut on being invited by the same friend who asked me this question.
I had no idea of the influence it was about to have on my otherwise conventional life. With a sudden exposure to this whole new reality, rather virtual reality, it took me few days to understand the tit-bits of this insanely attractive and dangerously addictive world.
Networking sites were not really a new phenomenon to me, however a community so vibrant and spirited was indeed a jitter to the already established and popular ideas like instant messaging or mailing. Scraps, communities, friends and the famous "Bad bad server, no donuts for you".
the days passed like never before. The whole world of mine seemed entrapped behind that login page of Orkut.
I became one of the big advertisers of Orkut. Every upward tick of those figures boosted my virtual ego.
Posing in front of camera to produce that sensational image to be posted on my profile, or giving an arresting introduction of myself in 'about me', my brain was truly "orkutised". In no time I had a profile to be proud of.
Life was dreamy. Then I met this girl.
So many times in life you meet people, have a chat and then just forget. And meeting a pretty face over Orkut was such a common phenomenon, may be we could have ended with a future more common.
I had once scraped her a simple "Hi", obviously being appealed by her profile picture, to which she had replied with a similar gesture. We added each other and then vanished from existence.
But one day her eyes caught hold of a guy in her friend list whom she had almost never talked with. She scraped him asking how come he was in her friends list.
The guy incidentally is me, no donuts for guessing that. I replied her with a fresh and smart introduction of myself.
And then we never looked back .
in regret.
We never rushed in. We never pushed each other.
The relation just developed like forests grow without any conscious nurture. We just clicked and kept on clicking with each passing day and exchanged scraps.
Our brainwaves harmonised on their own. And what else could we depend on except those so called wavelengths.
We never had seen each other and we still had not heard each other. The relation just grew on those written words that flashed on screen.
The relation at first seemed a little improbable. First of all, we still have a negative sympathy towards our relationship that developed over digital media, be it telephone or Internet.
We trust our sense of sight more than anything else. Secondly, the distance.
She was almost 2000 kms away from me. Long distance relationships too have very less takers.
But love has an uncanny tendency of making things look easy. And they lived happily.
I first called her on her birthday. And it was the first time she heard me say those famous three words.
I was still in the last few months of my post graduation degree and had to take my parents into confidence. They reacted too cool to be true and my father announced his willingness to sponsor my journey.
After my exams in May 2006, came the D-Day. Going miles to meet my soulmate sounded fairytale and I was anxiously on cloud nine.
Then we met and sparks flew. I could see rainbows.
I could smell the first rain against the earth. It was a hit, more than any Shahrukh movie! Everything went well after that.
We are proud to belong to the small percentage who make online relations successful. 2005 to 2007, like Orkut our relationship has also matured and had many facelifts.
And today we are set to get married within few months. The dates are fixed, the venue is set.
We retired together from Orkut quite some time ago. Nowadays we get to see Orkut and other online networking sites on newspaper due to controversial reasons.
However, I believe it's the people who make this community and it's on them - how they treat and utilise it. "Bad, bad server.
No donuts for you".
Thanks Orkut for the sweetest donut.
"No," was my answer two years back when I had joined Orkut on being invited by the same friend who asked me this question.
I had no idea of the influence it was about to have on my otherwise conventional life. With a sudden exposure to this whole new reality, rather virtual reality, it took me few days to understand the tit-bits of this insanely attractive and dangerously addictive world.
Networking sites were not really a new phenomenon to me, however a community so vibrant and spirited was indeed a jitter to the already established and popular ideas like instant messaging or mailing. Scraps, communities, friends and the famous "Bad bad server, no donuts for you".
the days passed like never before. The whole world of mine seemed entrapped behind that login page of Orkut.
I became one of the big advertisers of Orkut. Every upward tick of those figures boosted my virtual ego.
Posing in front of camera to produce that sensational image to be posted on my profile, or giving an arresting introduction of myself in 'about me', my brain was truly "orkutised". In no time I had a profile to be proud of.
Life was dreamy. Then I met this girl.
So many times in life you meet people, have a chat and then just forget. And meeting a pretty face over Orkut was such a common phenomenon, may be we could have ended with a future more common.
I had once scraped her a simple "Hi", obviously being appealed by her profile picture, to which she had replied with a similar gesture. We added each other and then vanished from existence.
But one day her eyes caught hold of a guy in her friend list whom she had almost never talked with. She scraped him asking how come he was in her friends list.
The guy incidentally is me, no donuts for guessing that. I replied her with a fresh and smart introduction of myself.
And then we never looked back .
in regret.
We never rushed in. We never pushed each other.
The relation just developed like forests grow without any conscious nurture. We just clicked and kept on clicking with each passing day and exchanged scraps.
Our brainwaves harmonised on their own. And what else could we depend on except those so called wavelengths.
We never had seen each other and we still had not heard each other. The relation just grew on those written words that flashed on screen.
The relation at first seemed a little improbable. First of all, we still have a negative sympathy towards our relationship that developed over digital media, be it telephone or Internet.
We trust our sense of sight more than anything else. Secondly, the distance.
She was almost 2000 kms away from me. Long distance relationships too have very less takers.
But love has an uncanny tendency of making things look easy. And they lived happily.
I first called her on her birthday. And it was the first time she heard me say those famous three words.
I was still in the last few months of my post graduation degree and had to take my parents into confidence. They reacted too cool to be true and my father announced his willingness to sponsor my journey.
After my exams in May 2006, came the D-Day. Going miles to meet my soulmate sounded fairytale and I was anxiously on cloud nine.
Then we met and sparks flew. I could see rainbows.
I could smell the first rain against the earth. It was a hit, more than any Shahrukh movie! Everything went well after that.
We are proud to belong to the small percentage who make online relations successful. 2005 to 2007, like Orkut our relationship has also matured and had many facelifts.
And today we are set to get married within few months. The dates are fixed, the venue is set.
We retired together from Orkut quite some time ago. Nowadays we get to see Orkut and other online networking sites on newspaper due to controversial reasons.
However, I believe it's the people who make this community and it's on them - how they treat and utilise it. "Bad, bad server.
No donuts for you".
Thanks Orkut for the sweetest donut.
Good things do happen. Just that they fail to get a word of mention. If you have any such experience or know of it then please do share it with us.
Arrivederci
Have A Nice Day!!!
