Lost a fan

The inevitable, albeit a bit late, did finally happen. My fan count has started decreasing. Somebody came to his/her senses and realised being fan has no advantages and decided to make somebody else his Orkut idol. Fortunately for the ungrateful little rat, I haven't kept track of who my fans were. This instance of back-stabbing has brought me to my senses, I now know each fan. The next blot on this lovely planet who decides to stop following the most wonderful human being will see social networking hell never before unleashed on the net. Alternatively, I'll just buckle up and brush up on 'Social networking 101'.

Dreams

Dreams are good for three things:
• You want something but you just can’t ask for it. So you’ll say that you’ve dreamed about it. In this manner, you can ask for what you want without actually asking for it.
• You want to harm someone. For example, you want to slander a woman. So, you’ll say that such-and-such woman is committing adultery or that such-and-such pasha is pilfering wine by the jug. I dreamed it, you’ll say. In this fashion, even if they don’t believe you, the mere mention of the sinful deed is almost never forgotten.
• You want something, but you don’t even know what it is. So, you’ll describe a confusing dream. Your friends or family will immediately interpret the dream and tell you what you need or what they can do for you. For example, they’ll say: You need a husband, a child, a house…

From - My Name Is Red by Orhan Phamuk