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Alice in DigiLand

(Note: This short story is not a critic on teenage girls  - just an imagination of Alice getting addicted to facebook)

                           
                                  


                                       




                                                      On the 23rd of October Alice had a dream.
                                        That on the 24th of October she will be in Wonderland.
                                         But on the 24th of October Alice was not in Wonderland. She was at her home daydreaming as usual. As she daydreamed , the loud ring of her doorbell shut her dreams up and she went to open the door. As Alice opened the door , she received a neatly wrapped iPhone she had ordered through amazon.com from the delivery boy. Alice was excited.


Alice and the Magic Mirror

                                      Alice uncovered the iPhone gracefully and steadily trying to surprise herself . She set up her phone and tapped 'App Store' gently. App store opened itself up.She searched for the app 'Magic Mirror', opened it and gazed at it. The reflection of her gorgeous face not only gave her narcissistic pleasure, it started wielding its magic on her, making her smaller and smaller. Each time she gazed at it she became half her size until she dropped the iPhone and became the size of the iPhone. The iPhone laid flat on the ground now.Alice bent towards it and saw her face again whereupon the mirror dragged Alice into the iPhone.


Alice and the Island of Facebook

                                      Alice took a deep dive into the mirror and fell onto a river, the River of NewsFeed in the Island of Facebook.


"You too here Alice? I assure you wont leave this river soon " Alice's close friend Mr.FriendsCollector commented on her, swimming alongside, looking for Friends of Friends to invite more Friends to fill his Room of Friends. He had 2,499 friends in his Home situated on the banks of the River of NewsFeed and Alice was the 2500th friend in his Room.


"Ha this river is wonderful !" Alice commented .


On both sides of the bank Alice saw her friends pouring stuff from their house onto the River.
Her friend Ms. Selfie was throwing her photographs. Alice had a look at them, one of them with Ms,Selfie grinning, another chewing, another kissing in air, another staring, another in bikini, another pretending to be asleep, another sad, another another ,all in an envelope labelled 'Another Selfie'. Alice took out her iPhone which was now in her pockets ,took a photograph of herself and threw in the river. She was smiling.


Alice kept swimming reading the life stories of her friends. Her friend Peeti 's story went like this:


She travelled to four countries in Europe happily.
She married her boyfriend happily.
She got a new job in TheBestCompany happily.
She partied hard happily.


And she read more happy stories. As she read , the Ghost of Facebook Envy appeared before her:


"When are you going to Europe Alice" it asked.Before Alice could answer,
"When are you going to wear that SoSoSoBeautiful dress, Alice" it asked.Before Alice could answer,
"When are you going to earn LotOfMoney like Ms.Selfie Alice" it asked. Before Alice could answer,
"When are you going to be happy,Alice?" it asked.
At this question , Alice became sad.


Alice wanted to do what her friends wanted to do what their friends wanted to what their friends wanted to do.


So she came out of the river, went to her home, asked few of her friends in the Room of Friends to join her for a party. She ordered few bottles of Rum,Beer,Whiskey and ThatDrug. She boozed with her friends, took a snap with her iPhone which was still in her pockets and put that image on her Big Wall inside her Home. The River of NewsFeed went into her home, washed her wall , took the photo and joined its course.


"Wooooooow Alice, you are a GIRL, haaaaaaaaaaa" her friend 12HoursADayFBGirl , commented at her.She also said "I like your photo". Alice was curious for her other friends to say "I like your photo".She had a target of 200. Anything less than that would send her in depression.


Meanwhile the Community of Vowels raised a proposal to Mark Zuckerburg and his fellow DigitalWalas to save their species. Their proposals read:


1. Please continue using us between consonants .
We mean "how are you should be how are you and not hw u , what are you doing should be what are you doing and not wht dng"
2.Stop the exploitation and misuse of vowels. We are not anti-feminists and have nothing against girls but they are very rude in exploiting us.
We mean, if you find a kitten or a baby cute , do not say cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, say cute or very very very cute. 'e' the member of our species always come home tired because of this.
Zuckerburg turned a deaf ear to vowels and the vowels cried hugging each other.


Day by day Alice spend more and more time swimming in the River of NewsFeed. The River was charming, sometimes violent and turning red, sometimes happy and turning blue, sometimes altruistic and turning white, sometimes prosperous and turning green. Alice also noticed that as days passed by she saw more and more eyes on the banks of the river staring at her and following her. She could not figure out  who they were though she was told that they were "The Stalkers" who never threw anything on the River of NewsFeed but visited every home they could and read every Wall they could.


Alice decided to do some stalking as well.She went to stranger's homes and saw their wall. While doing so , she happened to stumble upon a handsome guy.


"Will you take me to your Room of Friends" Alice asked TheHandsomeGuy.
TheHandsomeGuy took her in , in no time . They flirted first through the Window of Facebook Message, then in the Garden of WhatsApp ,then in the Mirror of Facetime and ate breakfast in the Room of Skype.They did these daily for a month and finally Alice decided to break the ice.


"Can we meet" Alice left a message in the private box of TheHandsomeGuy in the Garden of WhatsApp. TheHandsomeGuy did not reply back. She kept visiting the Garden waiting for him. He was last seen in the garden 3 hours ago. She wondered what TheHandsomeGuy was upto and called him over her iPhone.


"Hey Alice"
"Hey Handsome"
"Why didn't you reply in WhatsApp"
"I was not in the Garden Alice.I was roaming in the villa of Instagram for sometime and then was talking to twitter birds."
"Twitter birds?"
"Yeah twitter birds.Have you talked to twitter birds"
"No"
"Do you know they can hear only 140 characters. Anything more, you have to say them again"
"Oh really"
"Yeah. And you can own a twitter bird and your twitter bird can follow other twitter birds and tell you back what their owners told them"
"That is Awesome"
TheHandsomeGuy was silent now for a long time.
"Why have you stopped talking"
"Oh sorry Alice , I just flew to the country of Google. This country has everything you want.Anything.I was searching for .." Alice now interrupted
"Whatever, Can we meet dear"
And so Alice and TheHandsomeGuy met in a restaurant for candle light dinner which they booked through ThatRestaurantApp. TheHandsomeGuy was not so handsome and not so charming.
"You look more handsome when you are at the island" Alice commented.
TheHandsomeGuy now became TheJerkGuy and then the TheAngryGuy and finally TheRudeGuy.
"Lets break up. We are not meant for each other" TheRudeGuy said Alice.


And so they broke and went back to the island. TheRudeGuy became TheHandsomeGuy again.
Alice started visiting stranger's homes again.


Day by Day, Night and Night Alice spend her time on the Island of Facebook. She explored the nook and corner of the island, made friends , stalked, flirted, connected, felt happy, felt envy, felt sad , felt depressed, felt angry and felt lonely.


Finally she decided she will quit. She decided to explore another island. She decided to move to "The Wonderland" . She fell asleep hoping that in her dreams , she will be taken to Wonderland.
And ,
                                        On the 23rd of October Alice had a dream.
                                        That on the 24th of October she will be in Wonderland.
                                         But on the 24th of October Alice was not in Wonderland. She was at her home daydreaming as usual. As she daydreamed , the loud ring of her doorbell shut her dreams up and she went to open the door. As Alice opened the door , she received a neatly wrapped iPhone she had ordered through amazon.com from the delivery boy. Alice was excited.

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