So far I have talked about a lot of serious topics. This is why this time when I sat to write my blog, I decided to serve something that is light. This time I will tell you a short story. You will be able to relate to it but only if you comprehend the words rather than just reading them.
This story is about a very important phase of my life and how I dealt with it. Before I progress with the story let me introduce the characters to you. The first character is me, other two are my two cell phones. This story starts when I bought my new cell phone. I bought a new Samsung Wave something (I do not remember the model number, because I never bothered to check it!) some time back. I started using it just the next day. I was aware of all the basic functions of this phone and can operate them easily. The phone offers a lot of applications; perfect for people like me. It has a music player and a radio. It has a few very interesting games. Internet Search, Facebook, You Tube, Orkut, Email accounts are some of its attractions. My old phone had only a radio and a music player and internet facility was there but not so well segmented as this one. It was a Nokia N72. I called it “mera N72”. I call this one Samsung Wave or MY NEW PHONE.
My new phone is a light phone unlike Mera N72 which was bulkier. My new phone is stylish unlike my old phone (Yeah that is how I address MeraN72 mostly these days. Anyway who cares? After all it is my past now and my new phone is my present, right?) , which is all “tuta phhuta”. Its keypad is all rubbed off. Its body is fragile and screen full of scratches. The new one is has a touch screen, the keypad issue solved and screen covered with protective plastic sheet. Plus I keep it safely in a soft cover so as to protect it. I care for it a lot. Sometimes I go to back the memory lane and think if I would have cared for the previous one similarly, it would have lasted long.
The old phone had all the contacts so it was easy handling it. I fidget with the new one but not that often as I used to do with the old one. I admire my new phone but I miss the old one too. The attachment I had with the old one is no more but I am not attached with the new one either.
I do miss MeraN72 a lot of times, but I do not want to use it anymore. It is taking me a bit time to get accustomed to Samsung Wave. I use my old phone only at the time of emergency, whereas new one is with me all the time, but I am not sure if it will ever become a part of my life as the old one used to be. My old phone was with me for more than two years and new one has been with me from around two months now. I hope it stays with me longer than the previous one but the chances for the same are quite less!
So the story ends here. Technically, the story does not end here, because I am not aware of the fate of MY NEW PHONE.
I guess this is a common story for all the things that are a part of our lives. This is the life style these days. In today’s life style 'thing' and 'person' are not different terms. The treatment is same; in fact mostly the former is treated better than the latter one!
Old is Gold is now just a proverb. You can’t stick to your old things for long. You have to make room for the new ones when the old is not needed anymore. There’s no guarantee of how long the new one stays in your life but it’s important to take risks. Just go and take a chance!
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