The mighty cellphone !!

Cellphones are supposed to make your life easy. Aren't they?? Well, I beg to differ here.

My cell-phone... my long time favorite.. Motorola V3I had survived my rash handling (including dropping it from heights of a 2-3 feet). But it just could not bear the small jerk in the movie-theatre when it tripped to the floor, where I was so grossly watching 'Delhi 6' that I did not bother to check if its working fine, unlike everytime. It was only till I went back to hostel, that I found that its primary display now would only give me a blank look.. as in .. literally.. a blank screen. Thankfully... its Secondary display was working fine.. so was able to atleast know.. whom I've been calling, what time is it.. who is trying to contact me etc. etc. And attach the headphone, and aahaa you can even access your recently dialed nos. This proves to be very handy for people like me who solely depend on their cellphones for all the contact nos.

This all worked fine for a week till I decided to get it repaired (gosh!!). I, with the help of my friend, checked with many mobile repair stores, including the official Motorola service centre. And what a price range they all have collectively offered, ranging from 450 INR to 2200 INR. Huh !! Till my mobile traveled through the various mobile-experts' hands, I managed to keep in touch with my family by borrowing the cellphones of my friends to make calls using MY sim. This entire process took another 2 weeks till the cellphone came back to its unfortunate owner, that is me.

Tired of this entire process, my DAD suggested me to cope with this cellphone for another month, after which I can exchange it with my DAD's prized possession, the Nokia N73M. I agreed and things went smooth. But now I feel the phone is not much of a worth since its battery would expire in a day. And then there were these people who would just enjoy questioning me about the status of my mobile.. as if it were some daily soap.. new twist guaranteed in every episode. (Actually now I do feel it was nothing less than a soap)

This monday on returning to hostel at 10pm after a drilling day at work I realize that I don't hold the cellphone anymore. And an image comes from my memory.. that It was on my lap when I was in the cab busy listening to some funky song on the radio. And the next thing I remember is getting down the cab and walk to the hostel. Ohh !! I dropped the cellphone in the cab !! A quick dial to my cell says its switched off !! Really ?? A call to the cab-driver confirms its not in the cab anymore. So, did I drop it as soon as I got off the cab? May be yes.

So, after getting my sim blocked, Im a free bird. The soap has finally come to an end..a sad end though. But with every end.. there is a new beginning. And in this case the beginning can be Nokia 73M or Nokia 5800. Watch this space for the next episode !! :)