“Nithin? You are Nithin Jayan...right? Wow this is cool! Still puzzled? We met in the timelines of twitter”
We talked for hours. It was like we knew each other for ages. It still rained.
Coffee; another hour; the rain never stopped.
The virtual world was gifting me a fairy tale to fill my rather mundane life.
It’s still dark.
What did she look like? Her voice? Her name? Her Handle?
A key stroke; the laptop wakes from sleep. The twitter whale jeers at me.
(Handle- username, Twitter whale- the fail whale that pops up when twitter fails)