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Tuesday, 8 June 2010

Countdown to oblivion

She first met Google, years ago. He was a dashing, colourful young browser. All the girls loved surfing with him. She took a fancy to him almost immediately, but never let her passion be known. He never took any notice of her anyway... Gradually, he began to glance towards her every now and again and soon, they began dating. Their relationship was an on and off kind of affair and was mainly kept secret. Publicly, Google denied having any relationship with her and in fact, never aknowledged knowing her at all. Still, their relationship continued... and blossomed... and they were blessed with two blogs together.

Due to unforeseen circumstances, she began to spend less and less time with him, and it wasn't untill some months had passed, that she decided to search him again. She googled her name for the first time in ages, and there it was, in all its glory! First page, top of the search!! Her eyes couldn't believe it! "He loves me! Google loves me!", she whispered in disbelief. "He even highlighted the name of our firstborn child to match the colour of my eyes!" , she cried. She didn't even know he had finally admited publicly to knowing her!! "Wow! This must be his way of telling me he misses me!", she thought. She could now tell all her friends, that the most famous browser on the planet not only knew her personally, but loved her dearly!

"Wait a minute! What the...?". As she began to read the whole page, there was her name alright... in the midst of many, many, many others (how common can a name be??), bearing the exact same name!!! How dare all these other women have her name? "Why... they're nothing but frauds!" Fakes... misleading fellow bloggers, friend and complete strangers... Facebook? Tweeter? Not her! She had always been true to her one and only love, Google. "Who do they think they are?? Impostors! That's what they are!!!"

She soon came up with a flawless plan, as the first impact of her jealousy subsided. If he couldn´t tell the difference between her and all these others, put them all indiscriminately on the same page, and refused to recognize how unique she was, it was time she left him. "I'll show Google!..."

Soon she would be arrested and convicted for murdering their eldest offspring, and everyone would know about it!! There would be no texting about anything else, but the famous blog murder. The groosom details, would send a big chill up readers spines, and her fame would have no boundaries. Finally, her name would stand out from the same-name crowd and in time, as intended, it would no longer be amongst those impersonators, for she was reclaiming her name back as unique, unsearchable, and private ,as she knew full well, Google would be too embarassed to be associated with a blog murderer, and like St Peter, he would very soon, deny ever having had any knowledge of her at all... sentencing her to gradual obscurity.

"There's something to be said about anonymity...", she said wisely, to her younger child (that Google, never, ever recognized, as his own, never having mentioned it once).. Unfortunately, it too, would perish due to neglect.

"Have you any comment on the fact that Google says you don't exist and have never existed in his life?", she was asked, a few years later.
"All browsers are liars... that's all I have to say", she replied, not commenting any further.

10 comments:

  1. Wow, what an interesting, inventive and intense text and story! I like it. Reading it took my breath away 'cause I wanted to know the end.

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    Os teus fiéis leitores compreenderão se não puderes colocar posts com a mesma frequência. Não deixarei de aqui vir para te acompanhar.

    Bjs

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  2. Wonderful... I have already told you that I would like that one day my english is so good as yours... I envy you! Damm you do have a very nice level of language... big kiss

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  3. Arrebatador...From top to end
    :)

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  4. cantinhodacasaJun 10, 2010 02:02 PM

    Nice text.
    Don´t stop. You have a very good writing.
    Kiss

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  5. Natália,
    Thanks!! Long time no see! Infelizmente, reapareces num momento de pré-despedida... aliás este texto é para ser lido nas entrelinhas...Um grande beijinho para ti!

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  6. poetic GIRL,
    Obrigada minha querida rapariga poética. Como já tenho referido, o Inglês é a minha língua mãe... penso que se quiseres mesmo aperfeiçoar o teu Inglês, o melhor a fazer é ler muito em Inglês!! :))A big kiss!!

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  7. Tio,
    Thanks :)) Glad you liked it. Got the feeling you didn't quite get the message though... sob, sob...or you'd be beging me to forgive the damn browser and give Google another chance (I think, rrss). Still, it's too late now, I've already put his stuff at the doorstep... and will be saying my goodbyes to mutual friends till the end of next week... big kiss uncle

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  8. cantinho da casa,
    Thanks! But my mind is made up... I know Google will never be the same without me, but there you have it... I'll miss our mutual friends though, even recent ones! :)Beijinho

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  9. Eva

    Há uma surpresa para ti no Guizo e o Gato

    Bjs

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  10. JPD,
    Obrigada. Já te respondi no teu blogue. beijo

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