Before Time (The Time Trilogy Book 1) Read Online Free
Author: Xunaira J.
your own age to play with?
Bad-Boy: Aren’t you my age?
ME: No, I’m not.
Impassioned: :)
Bad-Boy: What’s your age?
ME: Are you out of your mind? What makes you think I am going to tell you that?
Bad-Boy: You’ve got a tongue on you, don’t you?
ME: Shut up!
Bad-Boy: Nice.
Impassioned: It’s nice to ignore people once in a while.
ME: Right you are, Impassioned.
Bad-Boy: Hahahaha!
I ignored him and turned to another channel, where another topic was in discussion on the main channel stream. I was bored of all the channels, so I messaged Impassioned.
What’s your age? I asked him on the channel main.
Wasn’t it weird that we have been talking from some days now, but I didn’t know the answers to these simple questions? But then, these kinds of questions had never attracted me. What’s your name? What do you do? These are such basic, ancient questions in the internet chatting world that they sometimes irritated me, and I wanted to throw something at the other person’s head every time they came up. Why would one ask such questions at a place where people come to stay anonymous and pass some time? But that day, I asked that question myself.
Impassioned: Age matters?
ME: Not really, but intellect matters. You can tell me...
I let the statement hang in the air.
Impassioned: I turned 26 in September.
ME: Oh! Nice . Happy belated Birthday!
Birthdays always excited me; a girlish thing, I guess. Even for my own birthday, it excited me to know that I was growing older. Even since childhood, I’d wanted to grow up quickly.
Impassioned: Ahhh… okay, thanks.
ME: No worries, anytime.
Impassioned: Age doesn’t matter at all; I am the same as I was when I was 18.
I laughed.
ME: Nice.
Impassioned: Forty-five year old guys can be idiots, you know :)
ME: 45? Sorry I didn’t get that.
Impassioned: I mean that if age matters, then forty-five year-old guys would be geniuses, but actually they can be idiots.
ME: Yeah, I totally agree with you. Well, you know, forty-five year-old guys are perverts. They give such lustful looks to young girls.
There was silence from his end. He did not reply.
ME: Busy?
Impassioned: Are you?
ME: You. Are. Busy.
Impassioned: Actually, I am trying to stay away from popular people, as they already have a long cue of fans waiting.
I laughed.
Impassioned: Popular people are bored tonight.
He returned to the topic we were discussing before he’d quieted.
Impassioned: It depends on the accomplishments in life. Consider a fat, bald guy with an average-looking, narrow-minded girl in a middle class society. He would definitely give perverted looks. While a graduate of Harvard Business School, owner of his own company, with a wild-looking wife, would be having a cruise on his yacht when he is forty-five instead of giving perverted looks. I hope that explains it.
ME: I agree with you.
Impassioned: My battery indicator shows only thirty percent left, and I am on an airport, so I can give minimal company to popular people.
ME: Aww…going somewhere?
Impassioned: Yeah. To Qatar, I have a company office there.
ME: I see. Long flight, eh?
Impassioned: Only fifty minutes from Dubai.
ME: That’s not far then.
I had this bad habit of jumping from one topic to another in the same breath. Dismissing the topic of his flight altogether, I said,
ME: I’m getting good at trivia.
I was faster than other players, and I knew answers that they did not. After all, using Google to find answers of questions takes some time, even if it’s microseconds.
Impassioned: Yeah, but for such a short flight, I have to wait for two hours and fulfill all the requirements needed for an international flight. Anyways, your main activity on IRC is trivia, then?
ME: Not really. My main activity here is to insult people. They got hold of my picture and uploaded on the #Lums stats page. Therefore, I’m going through a tough time these days because of that.
Impassioned: How did they get it?
ME:
Bad-Boy: Aren’t you my age?
ME: No, I’m not.
Impassioned: :)
Bad-Boy: What’s your age?
ME: Are you out of your mind? What makes you think I am going to tell you that?
Bad-Boy: You’ve got a tongue on you, don’t you?
ME: Shut up!
Bad-Boy: Nice.
Impassioned: It’s nice to ignore people once in a while.
ME: Right you are, Impassioned.
Bad-Boy: Hahahaha!
I ignored him and turned to another channel, where another topic was in discussion on the main channel stream. I was bored of all the channels, so I messaged Impassioned.
What’s your age? I asked him on the channel main.
Wasn’t it weird that we have been talking from some days now, but I didn’t know the answers to these simple questions? But then, these kinds of questions had never attracted me. What’s your name? What do you do? These are such basic, ancient questions in the internet chatting world that they sometimes irritated me, and I wanted to throw something at the other person’s head every time they came up. Why would one ask such questions at a place where people come to stay anonymous and pass some time? But that day, I asked that question myself.
Impassioned: Age matters?
ME: Not really, but intellect matters. You can tell me...
I let the statement hang in the air.
Impassioned: I turned 26 in September.
ME: Oh! Nice . Happy belated Birthday!
Birthdays always excited me; a girlish thing, I guess. Even for my own birthday, it excited me to know that I was growing older. Even since childhood, I’d wanted to grow up quickly.
Impassioned: Ahhh… okay, thanks.
ME: No worries, anytime.
Impassioned: Age doesn’t matter at all; I am the same as I was when I was 18.
I laughed.
ME: Nice.
Impassioned: Forty-five year old guys can be idiots, you know :)
ME: 45? Sorry I didn’t get that.
Impassioned: I mean that if age matters, then forty-five year-old guys would be geniuses, but actually they can be idiots.
ME: Yeah, I totally agree with you. Well, you know, forty-five year-old guys are perverts. They give such lustful looks to young girls.
There was silence from his end. He did not reply.
ME: Busy?
Impassioned: Are you?
ME: You. Are. Busy.
Impassioned: Actually, I am trying to stay away from popular people, as they already have a long cue of fans waiting.
I laughed.
Impassioned: Popular people are bored tonight.
He returned to the topic we were discussing before he’d quieted.
Impassioned: It depends on the accomplishments in life. Consider a fat, bald guy with an average-looking, narrow-minded girl in a middle class society. He would definitely give perverted looks. While a graduate of Harvard Business School, owner of his own company, with a wild-looking wife, would be having a cruise on his yacht when he is forty-five instead of giving perverted looks. I hope that explains it.
ME: I agree with you.
Impassioned: My battery indicator shows only thirty percent left, and I am on an airport, so I can give minimal company to popular people.
ME: Aww…going somewhere?
Impassioned: Yeah. To Qatar, I have a company office there.
ME: I see. Long flight, eh?
Impassioned: Only fifty minutes from Dubai.
ME: That’s not far then.
I had this bad habit of jumping from one topic to another in the same breath. Dismissing the topic of his flight altogether, I said,
ME: I’m getting good at trivia.
I was faster than other players, and I knew answers that they did not. After all, using Google to find answers of questions takes some time, even if it’s microseconds.
Impassioned: Yeah, but for such a short flight, I have to wait for two hours and fulfill all the requirements needed for an international flight. Anyways, your main activity on IRC is trivia, then?
ME: Not really. My main activity here is to insult people. They got hold of my picture and uploaded on the #Lums stats page. Therefore, I’m going through a tough time these days because of that.
Impassioned: How did they get it?
ME:
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