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Birthdays and Facebook

I read about a guy who had 400+ friends in Facebook. One day he woke up as a curious little wanker and wondered if he is really that sociable. So he organized a party and sent invitations to all his contacts over Facebook. 50% confirmed and another 20% were tentative. He was delighted - that’s one hell of a response, actually. The real day came. Our man waited at the venue, which happened to be a popular joint, but no single soul turned up. An hour later, one woman came but she also left in the next 30 minutes. He had 400 friends and yet he ended up drinking alone that night.

So the question to ponder is how close are our virtual worlds to the reality?.

But my case was quite not as somber. Yesterday was my birthday. Facebook reminded of it to a whole lot of my gang. Some of them have never wished me in decades and some are new. How exciting! So here is my big thanks to all my dear friends for the wishes over calls, sms and facebook. You made me feel special. Special thanks to cutie pie Amanda. And big hugs to my lovely wife Suji and little Trisha, who made it memorable.

By the way, don’t ask me anything about how the day went. I am in KL, slogging over a proof of concept. Read below to measure how tired and blurred I was and still am.
  • I held my chop sticks upside down over the entire lunch and only realized it when I placed them back on the bowl.
  • Once I pushed hard on a glass door but it was already open. You should have seen the expression of the girl who was trying to enter from the other side.
  • Left my door key inside the hotel room and closed the auto door. Had to make a trip down to lobby and prove ‘I am who I claim to be’
  • The bitch of it all, I went to the office with the fly open.

Comments

  1. My JournalFebruary 6, 2009 at 1:28 PM

    hey, you can't say that it was not a memorable day for you, yeah?!

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  2. aasamyFebruary 6, 2009 at 3:13 PM

    Something wrong with this picture... out of 400+ friends, 280 lived in the same place or nearby to attend the party... hmmm

    I see your facebook/sociable point... just giving a hard time.

    BTW belated happy anniversary... hope you had a "blast" on that day too..

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  3. Raja SPFebruary 8, 2009 at 12:32 PM

    Tari, it was a great day even with all the shit going or around me. You, my friends, made it special with all your wishes.

    Ant, since you see the point, i will spare some brain cells explaining. I only have a few left, anyway :))

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  4. UnknownFebruary 16, 2009 at 7:05 AM

    well you had something to show off at work too :P

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  5. Raja SPFebruary 18, 2009 at 11:23 AM

    Hahha, not much, Babul. Boon Lee spotted that and nudged me in the elevator itself.

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  6. The Cooking NinjaMarch 25, 2009 at 5:40 PM

    Poor Raja, it really wasn't your day, that day.

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  7. Raja SPMarch 31, 2009 at 11:45 AM

    Absolutely, Cooking Ninja. Do you have a blog on your cooking adventures?

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  8. RoseApril 8, 2009 at 6:29 PM

    Darn... I spotted a client fly opened during a meeting and can't concentrate suppressing myself from giggling...You should be extra thankful to Boon Lee... :-)

    And you're a pisces!!! No wonder such creativity.. I should have guessed..

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  9. Raja SPApril 16, 2009 at 2:50 PM

    Rose Say? Long time, my friend. Hope you are great. You are mean - should have notified that guy, Hahah. Btw, I am an aquarian but dont mind being put in the creative categoty :))

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