Of Memories and Mobiles / Ode to my Cell
Yesterday my mobile got stolen. Shopping with my mom, someone knocked against me and 15 minutes later I discover that my cell has pocketed by someone else!!
After that I am not ashamed to say, I sobbed like a baby (one of the reasons for keeping this post anonymousJ).. “A lot of people say that this is an extreme, for gosh sake its an electronic piece of equipment..!!!” is the common comment
The loss of the mobile does not represent the fact that some looser had stolen something that I had bought with my first salary or that it had all the contact numbers of people in office, which I had to beg , borrow and steal from my colleagues rolodex to get
This is why I felt the loss so deeply because it contained these
The first SMS I received was stored
All the SMS with the cute doggies/animals wishing me good morning/night /afternoon
Really bad jokes which still brought a smile to my face and really good ones which I promptly forwarded
My Topgun and Godfather ring tones, coupled with some unique tamil numbers dedicated to some close friends
Phone Numbers of friends, who hurriedly gave me their number before the close of convocation and ran back to their jobs, only to sms me 5 mins after they reached home to check if I had got the number right
The crack on the top, when someone I was thinking of called me at that moment and I got so surprised , I actually dropped it!
My wallpaper which I borrowed off my elder brother before he ran back to the US
Mostly, my link to my friends ,whenever I felt bad , all I had to do was pick it up and sms a SOS message and I had about 10 replies pronto within 5 mins… or make a call.. (a missed one if I was low on cash and a dial back from any of my friends is guaranteed)
I know that I can get the numbers, ring tones and wallpapers, what stays with me are the memories - one of the guys , goofing off before the freshers with my cell in hand, when it promptly went off as he was speaking into it or the time, when my best friend dropped it into her into cowshit (plenty of that around campus).. and I felt like puking for the whole week every time I received a call
Actually at the end of this blog , I kinda feel better, as I know the memories are always with me, just not the reason which planted them there. And I will always remember my blue gray Nokia 3315 with a smile on my face
Joke :
Two men are drinking in a bar at the top of the Empire State Building. One turns to the other and says: "You know last week I discovered that if you jump from the top of this building - by the time you fall to the 10th floor, the winds around the building are so intense that they carry you around the building and back into the window." The bartender just shakes his head in disapproval while wiping the bar. The second man says: "What, are you a nut? There is no way in heck that could happen." First man: "No it's true let me prove it to you." So he gets up from the bar, jumps over the balcony, and careens to the street below. When he passes the 10th floor, the high wind whips him around the building and back into the 10th floor window and he takes the elevator back up to the bar. The second man tells him: "You know I saw that with my own eyes, but that must have been a one time fluke." First man: "No, I'll prove it again" and again he jumps and hurtles toward the street where the 10th floor wind gently carries him around the building and into the window. Once upstairs he urges his fellow drinker to try it. Second man: "Well what the heck, it works, I'll try it." So he jumps over the balcony, plunges downward, passes the 11th, 10th, 9th, 8th floors and hits the sidewalk with a 'splat.' Back upstairs the bartender turns to the other drinker: "You know, Superman, you're a real jerk when you're drunk."
After that I am not ashamed to say, I sobbed like a baby (one of the reasons for keeping this post anonymousJ).. “A lot of people say that this is an extreme, for gosh sake its an electronic piece of equipment..!!!” is the common comment
The loss of the mobile does not represent the fact that some looser had stolen something that I had bought with my first salary or that it had all the contact numbers of people in office, which I had to beg , borrow and steal from my colleagues rolodex to get
This is why I felt the loss so deeply because it contained these
The first SMS I received was stored
All the SMS with the cute doggies/animals wishing me good morning/night /afternoon
Really bad jokes which still brought a smile to my face and really good ones which I promptly forwarded
My Topgun and Godfather ring tones, coupled with some unique tamil numbers dedicated to some close friends
Phone Numbers of friends, who hurriedly gave me their number before the close of convocation and ran back to their jobs, only to sms me 5 mins after they reached home to check if I had got the number right
The crack on the top, when someone I was thinking of called me at that moment and I got so surprised , I actually dropped it!
My wallpaper which I borrowed off my elder brother before he ran back to the US
Mostly, my link to my friends ,whenever I felt bad , all I had to do was pick it up and sms a SOS message and I had about 10 replies pronto within 5 mins… or make a call.. (a missed one if I was low on cash and a dial back from any of my friends is guaranteed)
I know that I can get the numbers, ring tones and wallpapers, what stays with me are the memories - one of the guys , goofing off before the freshers with my cell in hand, when it promptly went off as he was speaking into it or the time, when my best friend dropped it into her into cowshit (plenty of that around campus).. and I felt like puking for the whole week every time I received a call
Actually at the end of this blog , I kinda feel better, as I know the memories are always with me, just not the reason which planted them there. And I will always remember my blue gray Nokia 3315 with a smile on my face
Joke :
Two men are drinking in a bar at the top of the Empire State Building. One turns to the other and says: "You know last week I discovered that if you jump from the top of this building - by the time you fall to the 10th floor, the winds around the building are so intense that they carry you around the building and back into the window." The bartender just shakes his head in disapproval while wiping the bar. The second man says: "What, are you a nut? There is no way in heck that could happen." First man: "No it's true let me prove it to you." So he gets up from the bar, jumps over the balcony, and careens to the street below. When he passes the 10th floor, the high wind whips him around the building and back into the 10th floor window and he takes the elevator back up to the bar. The second man tells him: "You know I saw that with my own eyes, but that must have been a one time fluke." First man: "No, I'll prove it again" and again he jumps and hurtles toward the street where the 10th floor wind gently carries him around the building and into the window. Once upstairs he urges his fellow drinker to try it. Second man: "Well what the heck, it works, I'll try it." So he jumps over the balcony, plunges downward, passes the 11th, 10th, 9th, 8th floors and hits the sidewalk with a 'splat.' Back upstairs the bartender turns to the other drinker: "You know, Superman, you're a real jerk when you're drunk."
posted by Anu at 5:00 PM
11 Comments:
Hey...Sorry to hear this.
Your feelings remind me of a scene from Castaway. When Tom Hanks loses his coconut companion......:)
No offence please. Just to cheer u up.... :)
Okay, here in kgp we have a much-worshipped thingie called PJ or rather Poor Joke... This was the worst of the kind... A pat on the back for cracking such a gr8 [or bad?] PJ ;-)
As for the mobile, it is such an integral part of our lives now, that you are sure to feel its absence. I remember once having dropped my Dad's cell [long long time ago!] somewhere from the car, and remember having to listen to umpteen number of rebukes. Altho' we later got it [some kid in the mohalla had kept it], but then I stopped carrying a mobile for sometime after that. [Started again after my parents kept badgering me about keeping a mobile here in Kgp] And even now, I prefer to leave it in my room...
Sriram,
Thanks for comparing me to tomhanks :).. i am going to totally ignore the comparing my cell to the coconut!!
Kpower...
Humor lies in the funy bone of the beholder :>>.. n u will require the cell when u graduate out of IIT as it replaces the physical presence of those guys u hang out with now with a SMS..so enjoy talking when u can.. and then u can let ur fingers do the messaging
Anu
Hi Anu,
Thanks for commenting on my blog on traffic snarls in Chennai.
I totally agree with you that our government machinery is totally rotten with corruption. But when u say we should change the system, me, you, your father and the Tempo driver all are integral part of this system. When I was talking about change of attitude in people, it not only meant your father but also the Tempo Driver. Look here when you call the system corrupt, it is we people who helped them become corrupt. Only if all of us become more humane and think beyond ourselves, consider ourselves as integral part of this society which only reflects our own attitude, will the corruption be removed from our society and once it is done, the government machinery which forms only a miniscule part of our whole system will automatically get cleansed.
If people change then, in the incident you quoted above the tempo driver should be driving as safe as your father and in that case there would have not been an accident and we would not require the police to intervene at all and hence no scope of corruption. So if you feel there is substance in this argument, come let us make a beginning by spreading this awareness among the Indian bloggers.
Sorry to hear this. Dont worry babe, u will get a new cell and some new memories soon. I understand abt the sobbing part, I do it all the time!
Take care n I liked this joke :)
Jahnvi.
The point is that right now, it is so much more easier to buzz on yahoo, and moreover, I have a RIM and it doesn't support SMSing to BSNL, which most of my friends own :-(, so haven't exactly dont too much of SMSing till date...
hi Anu,
Where are you. Not heard anything from you for long.
Hari,
I was sick for a few days... will be back with a blog soon
Anu
Hi Anu,
Get well soon. my best wishes for your speedy recovery.
Hey Anu,
How are you feeling now? Hope you had good company during the *sick* days!
Jahnvi.
Jahnvi,
Thanks for the wishes, better now and actually worked through with the flu till it got better, so Companyliterally was actually not all great:)..
anu
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