The story till now,
Mr. Black accessed Mr. Grey’s facebook account and sent a few choicest of messages to some females, a thing which brought pain and agony to Mr. Grey. In retaliation Mr. Grey was of the opinion of killing Mr. Black but he planned to do something which was more brutal and infinitely more fun.
Now the rest of the story
As I told you earlier (pardon me if I forgot), after getting placed (euphemism for selling our souls to multinational companies) and/or applying for further studies (some of us are chicken, who don’t want to face the real world and want to enjoy the “beauty” and the “brilliance” of foreign read as US schools) we final year student don’t have much to do this semester, so we party and we party hard. The past week too we started the usual shebang on Thursday itself, we danced, we ate, and we did all the things that are expected to be done while partying in college.
Next day, Mr. Grey barged in the room with his trademark worried countenance coupled with the usual frown on his face, whined a bit about his bad luck, then whined about Vodafone and asked for someone’s phone so that he could make an ISD call. When no one offered him a phone, he pleaded and borrowed Mr. Black’s phone, promised to pay back the amount that he will be spending on the call and disappeared back to his room. He returned 10 minutes later, claimed that something is wrong with every cell phone operator and went to an STD booth to make that call. He returned half an hour later loudly cursing anyone and everyone and retired back to his room to gawk on the internet and read the random shit that he is into.
The party continued that day too.
It was around 12 that, Mr. Black received a message on his phone. That single message was enough to dampen his spirits and bring him back to the fringes of the reality. The fact that he sobered up and stopped speaking altogether, told us that something was amiss. After a lot of badgering he showed us that message. The message was from his girlfriend informing him that since he ignored her, she was no longer his girlfriend. Now he believed that Mr. Grey did something and sent something to his girlfriend and in general was responsible for the whole debacle, but somehow nobody thought that he will do anything of that sort after his “righteous” anger and the speech about respecting the privacy of someone, the week before.
Now, I don’t know if you know it or not, but witnessing a breakup live before your eyes is an enlightening experience, you see the person who has been dumped trying to reach the “dumper”, calling incessantly, and wishing that he could somehow teleport where the girl was, when all his attempts to contact fail. Mr. Black tried texting but was not able to elicit a response from her; he tried calling only to find her phone busy. After two hours of her indifference, Mr. Black went from being ecstatic to being morose and was contemplating surprising her by visiting her campus.
It was then someone suggested calling up her number from his mobile phone, and to the protest of Mr. Black, he copied her number from his cellphone and dialed it. And pronto the screen flashed “Calling Mr. Grey (home)”. Now that was something which was really unexpected.
What Mr. Grey had done was that he had changed the number of the said girl in Mr. Black’s phone and saved his number instead. And as the great Joker said Mr. Black-who was having trouble with his girl, needed just a little push. A simple message and that was the end, or rather the beginning of it.
For those who want to try this at home, read these tips from Mr. Grey.
- Spend a morning wondering why you would receive a cryptic message. Then, spend some time “enjoying the sweet life”. Be irritated by the messages that made no sense, sent by the same person, and then snub the particular person, with your superior intellect and incisive wit (in short be your trademark rude and crude self). Then figure out finally what was done from your account. First eat a humble pie, ask for apology from the person you snubbed, then try finding the culprit, plan to dismember him. Catch hold of him, however find your plans to kill him and hang his entrails around your neck diffused by others around you, when they reminded you how according to you “it was just a facebook profile, a virtual identity”. Decide to pay him back in the same coin
- Wait for a week. Let your anger simmer.
- Try getting your victim’s phone. Have some legitimate reason for doing that. Replace someone’s (read his girlfriend) number with your own phone no. (better would be if that number is some number not known to your victim). An outstation SIM card would be much better.
- Send a pertinent message from that SIM card “I wanna break up with you because you don’t pay attention to me”, or “how could you do that” or some similar shit. Remember that the timing of message is important(send it during the night, but not too late because the guy might be asleep, or not too early because his girlfriend might be awake and probably online on facebook). Now sit back, relax and enjoy the show.
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- The beauty of this trick is that when your victim receives that message he is so disoriented and devastated that he forgets to check the veracity of that message. Your trick will be more believable if there is already trouble in the paradise. Don’t try this trick in a group of sympathetic fools.
Adios…
PS.
They are really sorry; I told you they would be.
PPS.
Don’t read too much in to the PS. There is nothing in between the lines, or there might be, its upto you actually.
