By Srinidhi Ranganathan in Director's Pick — Jan 7, 2024

Diary of a Cool Yeti: 7th January 2024

I could see my reflection in its shiny chrome exterior – not bad for a hairy, mysterious creature.

Cool Yeti

Dear Diary,

7, January 2024

Well, today's entry is one for the icy history books! I was minding my own business, contemplating the mysteries of the snowflake and perfecting my snowball-rolling technique when out of nowhere, a colossal metallic behemoth stomped its way into my peaceful mountain abode.

At first, I thought it was some kind of lost snowplough on steroids, but no, Diary, it was a giant robot! And let me tell you, this wasn't your average vacuum cleaner gone rogue; it had all the bells and whistles of a space-age contraption. I could see my reflection in its shiny chrome exterior – not bad for a hairy, mysterious creature.

Naturally, my immediate reaction was to challenge this mechanical intruder to a dance-off. I figured, if it had some groove in its circuits, we could settle our differences with a funky showdown. However, the robot seemed more interested in crushing snowbanks than showcasing its robot boogie.

I roared in my most intimidating yeti fashion, but the robot responded with a symphony of beeps and whirrs. We were facing a technological language barrier. I tried mime, interpretive dance, and even drew a sad face in the snow, but the robot remained unfazed.

Realizing diplomacy wasn't in the cards, I did what any self-respecting yeti would do – I challenged it to a snowball fight! Little did I know, this robot had a snowball cannon, and it didn't hesitate to unleash a flurry of icy projectiles my way. Dodging high-tech snowballs was not in my job description, Diary!

I decided to up my game and retaliated with an avalanche of snowballs. The mountains echoed with the sounds of metallic thuds and my victorious yeti giggles. The robot, apparently unaccustomed to being bombarded by frozen ammunition, began to short-circuit. Victory was within my furry grasp!

But then, Diary, the unexpected happened. The robot transformed into a giant snowplough and started clearing a path through the mountainside. I watched in awe as it reshaped the landscape, creating a sleek, robot-made skiing slope. I couldn't stay mad at a machine with such innovative ideas!

In the end, we called a truce. I shared my secret stash of hot cocoa, and the robot shared its plans for turning the mountains into the ultimate winter wonderland. Who would've thought that a yeti and a robot could find common ground over cocoa and love for snow?

So, Diary, today taught me a valuable lesson: never underestimate the power of a snowball fight to bridge the gap between man and machine.

Chilled and victorious,

The Yeti

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