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Password puzzles.

Your post has to revolve around everything that came to your mind when you had to create your first ever password!

             




            A couple of years back, after a lot of prodding from friends and cousins, I decided to get onto the social media bandwagon. Yes, I am the eternal late bloomer, and thus, a late entrant onto the Facebook scenario. The startled look, combined with  ridicule, on the faces of all and sundry on finding that I lacked any 'social' status, strengthened my resolve to be a part of the social fraternity.  I would open ( is that the correct word?! ) a Facebook account with the help of my bro. Well, you see, I am not very tech-savvy. I so wish I was born in the stone age! Anyway, so, with the help of my very (im)patient brother, I stationed myself in front of the comp, all set to get onto the stage.
              The username was typed in with much  pomp and glory! And then, bro turned to me and asked, "Now, what is your password?"
              The word  catapulted me back to my childhood, when we friends had a group of our own, a la Famous Five, and getting into our hideout required a password.  At the time, I found the idea highly ridiculous and foreign, but, fanciful nonetheless! Little did I know back then that this very foreign sounding, eight-letter word would one day become so important in our day-to-day lives!
               So, there I was, wondering what my password would be.  Umm...how about some thing very smart, something that nobody would ever imagine to be a password! How about mixing some numbers and letters of the alphabet?
              Bro sighed and nodded his head curtly: I was not the only smarty around who could think of such an 'out of the box' password, so, could I please think of something better?!
            Okay, then, how about mine and hubby's name combined, or rather, entwined in each other? Wow! That would sound nice...and oh, so romantic!
            I could sense patience trickling out of bro bit by bit. I really needed to think quick and think different.
            Okay, okay, then how about the name of my college or the suburb where my college is situated, or a fabulous combo of mum and dad's names ( that was already taken ), or my hobbies, or how about my pet's name combined with mine?! Yes, that would be the best. A perfect combo...a password that I would definitely remember!
        "Finally!!", sighed bro, with the look of 'my sis- the knucklehead' in his eyes.  He sweetly combined the two names and typed it in and voila! I was on FB!
        "And, please, madam, remember your password or write it down somewhere and never, NEVER disclose it to anybody, or worse, use it as the username and type it in when somebody is looking over your shoulder...get that?", he added while rushing off to do other  important stuff  that had been left pending. "Thank God, it is just a silly Facebook account and not something serious", he sniggered under his breath!!
       That boy!....I remembered his parting gesture just now! I will show him...
        Anyway, this is the story of my first password.  I did change it, though...have changed it from time to time, but, the first one will always remain special... engrained UP there for a long time to come.


his post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Comments

  1. That was very funny. :D
    I can understand how your poor brother felt. :P

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  2. And... Out of curiosity, how was the combo of your parents' name "taken"? 0.o

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  3. :-) Thank you for the comments!

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  4. And, yes, I realised it pretty late!! :-)

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  5. Good take on the prompt .
    You can read mine here http://www.ananyatales.com/2014/05/my-first-email-id.html

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  6. liked your post.... even i had my brother wid me when i set my first password... i would like to here your view on my post....

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