MOOD-I VS FACEBOOK

You might be wondering as to how can a “cult fest-MOODI and a social network-Facebook” be at war with each other. Don’t worry, they aren’t… But once you go through this post I am sure you will figure out as to why these two were at war in my mind.

A few days ago I attended the cultural festival-MOODI organized by IIT Bombay, where an interesting and devastating incident took place. The creative writing competition held, had the topic-“COLON P” and this is what I wrote.   

COLON P

Genesis of my four day long Mood-I sojourn was the moment I was handed a registration booklet with the moody ‘babaji’ on the cover.  After going through the rules I figured out that this booklet acted as my identity but didn’t have any space to write down even my personal details. I must call this; a perfect example of the mood-Ian representation of an irony. Going through the events, an event “license to Quill” caught my eye and I decided on the spot to participate in it. Ecstatically I waited for the event and after seventy two hours the day finally dawned.

A saying “present is a present which is present every day since Einstein restricted our species from travelling in time” is what I commenced that day with, and got ready to get going. But today had to be different, at first I dropped ketchup on my shirt, secondly had a fight with the bus ticket seller and finally at the venue- a pie-piece shaped structure I got to write on a topic which I had no clue as to what it meant. The icing on the cake being the hundred word limit which after calculation meant, no more than an A4 page. I guess! The organizer didn’t want to take the pain of lifting more than hundred-micron thick sheets.

Nevertheless, I feel a creative writer has the liberty to innovate and interpret the topic in his own way and henceforth this is my story of ’COLON P’ or as the beautiful invigilator wrote on the board in brackets- [:P].

Now this is what happens when you aren’t Facebook savvy. The only thing that I could relate colon p at that time was Facebook and some smiley stuff that too with 0.4 probability only, which wasn’t enough to proceed in a particular direction. And hence I wrote what you just read. Definitely worth a laugh…    

You might be thinking that I am actually kidding. But believe me, this is word to word what I wrote in that competition. It was only after another few days, when I shared this incident with my brother that I got to know what colon p actually meant.

But this event will linger as a beautiful “khatti-meethi” memory in my heart forever.