The Spider (standard:Fan Fiction, 3578 words)
Author: Shamoil Ahmad	Added: Apr 09 2010	Views/Reads: 3024/2133	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The story is based on saber chatting.It reflects sex-culture of saber world where people of the third world are melting in like salt in water.

The Spider						Shamoil Ahmad 

He was now going to café...! 

Chatting was difficult at home. Nazma too had begun to evince interest.
He would be on the net and would get irritated; Nazma on one pretext or 
the other would walk in and fix her eyes on the screen. That day she 
even made a query, “What that Lady Diana 2000 is saying?” He had at 
once signed out. He was then in the Lovers' Lane and was having sex 
chatting with Lady Diana 2000. Nazma had made no further query and he 
felt relieved that she had not been able to understand the reality of 
this chatting. 

He used to visit café earlier also. He got into this habit of chatting
there itself. But he never felt free there. It was particularly 
difficult to enjoy the porn site. People kept coming and going and 
someone or the other would peep in to see if the cabin was free. The 
café owner too would knock every hour and this killed the joy of it 
all. At long last he bought a computer and got internet connected. But 
now Nazma... 

Initially, Nazma had no interest in computers. When she was a student of
BA she got married. 

She was an efficient house wife and liked to remain indoors. When
computer came, she showed no interest as such...was just happy to note 
that a new thing had arrived in the home. But when net was connected 
and when it became possible to talk to bhaijaan (elder brother) in 
America, she was taken aback. She was particularly surprised that 
someone across the seven seas should type something there and that 
thing should be viewed on screen here. It made her all the happier that 
now talking in America will cost almost nothing compared to telephone 
bills. 

When Nazma evinced some interest, he acquainted her with some of the
technical aspects. 

“It is so very easy to work on a computer, Nazma...all you need to know
is how to open and how to shut it down” 

“And chatting...?” 

“Chatting is still more easy. For that you'll have to be on the net.” 

He showed her how to switch on the computer. “First put the battery on
and this is the computer button...press it...that's all...the computer 
is on...but you must not press the button to switch off the 
computer....it's to be ‘shut down'...and it's method is...this is 
‘mouse'...if you move it, the cursor will move...” 

He put Nazma's hand on the mouse. 

“Look here...the cursor is moving...bring it to the ‘start'
button...here...now click it...click the left side of the mouse....” He 
helped Nazma click the left side of the mouse with his hand...”see here 
comes a list of ...now what you want to do...? If you want to go to 
‘programme' click programme...and if you want to close it, then look 
below at ‘shut down'...bring the cursor down to this and click...in 
this way...look the computer is asking you a question “what you want 
computer to do”. If you want to close it, then this is ‘shut down' for 
which you will have to click the ‘ok' button...click ok...computer is 
shut down...” 

Nazma liked it. She quickly learnt how to open and close the computer.
Then he taught her to connect internet and also explained some of the 
principles of chatting...like it was necessary to have an ‘ID'. 

He always found this ‘ID' thing mysterious. Initially he was not able to
understand why people, instead of using their own name, used pseudonym 
for their ‘ID'. 

He had begun chatting from Sify website. He had his ID with his original
name, i.e. Mohammad Salauddin Ansari...one of his friends told him that 
the first thing to ask for was A.S.L....age, sex and location...! 



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