that one day i realized that my sms were not only read by my gf but by her sister too. well that might not have bothered much but problem started when she started to reply to me. it was ok since i could easily guess that it was somebody else. things became complex when my mom started to reply her.
i had to encrypt. but how?
locking cell phone was not an option. it was those times when cell phones just became popular and we were teenagers. so parents used to keep an eye on us and locking phones meant marking bulls eye on back.
started off with security question.
but it didn’t work. we used to chat for hours and some times would leave phone idle. security question every time was wastage of free sms’es.
had to find out a way. learn foreign language? NO. it might not give that feel.
had to find a way. an easy way so that both of us will know its us and will be alerted as soon as somebody else is texting.
referred to some encryption books. nope. none helped.
the style…
everybody has a style. style in every thing. talking walking what ever ‘ings’ are there has a style. but that styles can just be copied. we had to encrypt a code in our styles. a secret ques. a secret ans. a secret relationship.
how did we do that?!!
-- by dots
hmm?? didn’t quite get it right?!!
its easy. see.
every time i text her, i’ll use 3 dots in succession in one of the location in any sentence of my sms. like this “hey wassup…”
and she would use 2 dots in her sms. like this “cool, wat about u..”
but u might ask, can’t it be copied? anybody who has read few previous sms can easily guess d pattern. yeah that s why we had a secret question.
way hro oeu? > decrypted > who are you?
and she would reply … well… something crazy.
and i would know its her.
it all looks silly now. but that s how it started. by dots…
love by dots <3
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