mark zuckerberg

I had pooled some collegues to a local restaurant to treat them on my birthday. After the sumptuous continental fare was gulped by each individual, the ritual of singing the world famous ‘happy birthday’ song was concluded. One of the seniors in the team then commented on my addiction to Facebook in a rather shrill voice and a gentleman in the viscinity just jumped out of his seat. “Are you guys from Facebook?” was his rather astonishing question. I admired the man’s naiveness which tempted me to pull his legs but as it seemed my colleague was already on the job. Looking at the bewitched individual he signalled at me and quipped, “yes..he is”. With a visible twinkle in his eyes he asked me “Did you start Facebook?”, the smile now broadening prominently on the man’s face and his eyeballs were at a point of popping out. He was on the verge of asking for my autograph I felt. I could see my friends giggling under their breath trying to channelize the unexpected humour from an unexpected quarter.

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