Title..hmmmm

Sometimes life hits us with a cruel tragedy that is hard to recover from. I was not prepared for what I was about to witness. Cold sweat dripped as my fingers inconsolably tried to type and figure some logical explanation to all this.

I logged into my Orkut account only to stare at "Your profile views yesterday - 1". One?? I understand that over the past few weeks my networking had dwindled but this didn’t make sense. Sure, I hadn’t stayed in touch, called anyone, or responded to previous scraps but not scrapping me was pure selfishness.

Ok, I can overlook the fact that no one scrapped, but not visiting my profile??!!

It was a black Friday for me, outside though a bright Wednesday. I saw only two options:

1) Act mature and forget about it.
2) Scrap everyone I knew and everyone I didn’t.

I did number 2 on testosterone.

Known rarely as a man of action, even I surprised myself with the dexterity in scrapping my unsuspecting & hapless “Friends”. With a quick “Hi, wassup”, subtle “Helloooo Gorgeous” and a carefree “You want my friendship?” I tried to erase this stain from my system (computer & mind). Hoping that some of my “Friends” would view my profile and take the daily body count to a humbling 38.

Tomorrow, I would reap the fruits of my damage control measures. Bring a smile to the man in the mirror. Make amends for others mistakes. Tomorrow is mine.

Sure life can be a B and throw you a lemon. You just need to make a lemonade. Don’t forget to top it with gin & ice. When you do, SCRAP ME!