After the Obituary to my dear cellfone, I've bought a new one now...
I know i should be really thrilled that I've found an alternate someone
who can keep all my favorite snapshots
who i can blab my heart out to, until i post it out here
who can remember everything i need to remember
who can utter my thoughts to all those who matter
who can sing to me, sensing my mood
But, then why does it still feel so bad,
as if i am being so insensitive...
as if i am not mourning the loss of my dearly-beloved-one-for-the-past-2-years (my longest such association, am i imagining it or is its metallic substitute for a heart bleeding for me too?)...
as if i am sleeping with the enemy...
I was ready to settle for a lesser substitute you know, but my mum's apparently way too generous :(
I did go to the police station today with the mother for her work.
The place stinks so much, has gruesome photos of mutilated beings, cobwebs all over the dusty registers, lazy policemen who avoid you till their lack-of-dignity allows them to, patchy walkies saying something undecipherable.
So, for obvious reasons, i dropped the idea-i-had-at-the-back-of-the-head.
They failed the test.
I didn't report the loss.
This one's actually better - lighter, sleeker and has all the frills that i would have missed so much.
Not difficult to get used to actually ;)
I'll be okay, dear friends, but pray, just pray that whoever got their filthy hands on it lives a miserable life, dies a terrible death and suffers in hell for all eternity...
Thank you so very much!
But, then why does it still feel so bad,
as if i am being so insensitive...
as if i am not mourning the loss of my dearly-beloved-one-for-the-past-2-years (my longest such association, am i imagining it or is its metallic substitute for a heart bleeding for me too?)...
as if i am sleeping with the enemy...
I was ready to settle for a lesser substitute you know, but my mum's apparently way too generous :(
I did go to the police station today with the mother for her work.
The place stinks so much
So, for obvious reasons, i dropped the idea-i-had-at-the-back-of-the-head.
They failed the test.
I didn't report the loss.
This one's actually better - lighter, sleeker and has all the frills that i would have missed so much.
Not difficult to get used to actually ;)
I'll be okay, dear friends, but pray, just pray that whoever got their filthy hands on it lives a miserable life, dies a terrible death and suffers in hell for all eternity...
Thank you so very much!
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9 comments:
ummm, are you sure it was stolen or could've just fallen from your pocket, onto the street and run over by an oncoming truck.
Yes dude twas stolen because once i realised that i had left it in the rick, we tried calling it a lot, twas ringing for the first 10 mins, then the number became unavailable... What else do you think it means?
could mean suicide bomber rickshaw who didn't know you left your phone in there.
Wow! why didn't i think of that? Yeah, that makes total sense....
:-|
babe....change is inevitable and the loss makes you feel vulnerable...
but remember...
"What the caterpillar calls the end, the world calls it a butterfly!!" ~Lao Tze.
Thank you for that :-)
yellow my sweet angel...here is me passing you the Kreative Blogger Award..This is for mesmerizing me with all the great verbage that you have on your space...Cheers...come through my blog and have it...
Yea, its painful to lose a cellfone. It was for me. I was damn addicted to it...used to keep staring at it while waiting for my ex's calls or msgs :P . Lost a lot of msgs and pics with that piece..must admit i even cried.
Nice post
Cheers
CRD
@Supriya: Yayyy Thanks so much :D
@CRD: Yea that's whats painful right, the memories attached... i am getting too attached to the current one... Scares me...Should back it all up more often, just in case ;)
Wow! u admit u cried, thats unheard of for a guy! ;)
No seriously, i feel there's too much pressure on guys to be all macho... Its ironical cos whats most attractive in a guy is his vulnerability & innocence...
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