Life In the Age of Facebook

He was born by  cesarean.

Three months after birth,

"Mom, I need complan, not your milk. I want to be Taller, Stronger, and Healthy"

After six months

"I’ll choose my Name, It should be rocking...

Alberto Solano San

U can call me ‘ASS’, yo..!!"

After One year,

"Hey dad wazup..?

Man, did you bring my Mob?

No!! Hey this is not fair. Anyway I’m using yours."

He is in his teenage,

Mom: Dear Ass Wake up, it is 9, hm fast,

Bus’ll come now.

“Damn, hell, School...” first status of the day.

School

“Maths is boring. Waiting biology Miss to come” his next status.

In his youth,

“Classes are boring so m n hostel room, not going out.”

“It is hot out side I’ll play cricket in ma lap.”

After Engagement, before talking to her,

Updates relation ship status Engaged to …..Mm, Hey honey I forgot, what was your name?

She: You can call me honey itself, I like that.

Oh shit, I asked your facebook Id,

She: XXX

Thanks, Engaged to XXX.

After some comments, likes, pocks, they got married.

“She didn’t come yet”   His status in first night.

One like and Comment, w8 Dear... my friend is online, he cant sleep, without getting my 'good night.'

After first night,

“I wish if I was her friend. “.

One day, he stunned by seeing her status.

I’m going to become a Mother!!!!!!!!!

I’ll not like this status, since I’m not responsible for the status.

But after some months, he updated his status

“Being a father is a great feeling”

Last update from him,

"In the last day of your life you’ll come to know, what you had is not Life"

മഴക്കാലം ..

വില്ലോടിഞ്ഞ കുടയും,
ഇരു കൈയ്യിലും തൂക്കിയിട്ട പാല്‍ പാത്രങ്ങളും,
കുത്തിയൊലിക്കുന്ന ഇടവഴിയും,
കരണം മറിഞ്ഞും, ചേന കളിച്ചും തിമിര്‍ത്ത പടിക്കലെ കുളവും,
പച്ചയുടുത്ത പാടവും,
ചെളി വെള്ളത്തില്‍ തോര്‍ത്തിന്റെ ഒരറ്റം പിടിച്ചു
എനിക്ക് കൂട്ട് തരുന്ന ചെങ്ങാതിമാരും ,
ആ മഴക്കലവുമെല്ലാം...
ഓര്‍മകളുടെ പുസ്തകത്തിലേക്ക്
മാറ്റി എഴുതപ്പെട്ടിരിക്കുന്നു...!!!

Not For You..!!!

This is not for you..,
Not for the other girl that I told you before..,

Not for my current lover.., 

And this is not for the girl I married...!! 

This is absolutely made for the girl who loves me.

ON THE WAY TO THE OTHER WORLD

Peoples died in a communal riot were on the way to the other world.

They were in a rook; Peoples from both communities were in same rook. Unfortunately I was also there with them, I was died at the same place while helping the victims.

First man: “I will get heaven, I killed three from others, and our God will take me to heaven.”

Second Man: “I too get heaven, I killed five of you. My God is kind; he must have reserved a place for me.”

Looking at me, the first man, “You look like our brother, how many of them died by your hand..?”

Second Man: “No, no he look like ours, I think you killed many of them my brother.”

With a smile I replied, sorry brothers I’m not a follower of you both. And I’m not a believer of any religion.

“Then how you killed there”, they asked together.

I was helping some innocent peoples to escape from that field.

“Oh that is good, but man, while helping them did you remembered the God, who gave you the power to help them..?”

No, I was thinking how to make them safe.

“Oh man, you did something good, but you forgot our God, so no use of it.

You will get HELL no Doubt. Still there is chance, believe in our God”, both of them said the same.

In which? Yours or Yours..? , I asked them.

Ours, ours they started again.

I jumped out of the rook, and returned to my burial place….

Deepak…..