Motorola A668. My phone. My very first phone. My only phone.
I saw it at the Star-Hub store in China Town. Sitting there, all small and pretty, beckoning me to buy it. I set my heart on it that very moment. Partly because it was so tiny and cute and partly because it was a flip-phone. I don’t know why, but I have this huge fascination for flip phones…and its users.
Tring tring. Flip. Talk. Super cool!
So, ignoring my brother’s constant dire hints that a Nokia phone is more user-friendly, I went ahead and chose the Motorola one. And it worked splendidly. I had no problems with it, and people admired it wherever I went. All good going.
Till one day two months ago, when it just stopped working. No previous warning. No slow deterioration. Just like that, it went caput. And my heart broke.
I didn’t go to get it repaired at that time because I was busy with exam preparations. After that, I left for India. Now I’m back, and it still sits sadly on my table, looking misleadingly normal. I gotta go get the thing fixed. Not just for my sake or the phone’s, but for those dear friends whose lives I’ve managed to disrupt, by becoming what they now call, ‘Miss Uncontactable’.
We have invented bizarre ways for them to keep in contact with me everyday. But I know their patience is waning, and frankly, so is mine. I hate that I can’t contact someone as and when I like it. I hate that someone can’t contact me as and when they like it. And sometimes, this dependence scares me. For seventeen years, I lived without a handphone, without even an inclination to buy one. Four months of owning one has changed all that. Now I can’t imagine life without it.
But hey, I made it through these past two months without it. I’m still getting by, aren’t I? And that’s the thing to remember. For all you phone-addicts out there, whose lives revolve around your phone, I’m your inspiration. If it ever comes to happen that your phone conks out (touch wood!), panic not. Be it an hour, a day, a month or a year before you get it repaired, I assure you that you will live to see it work again.
I made it through the crisis. So can you. 😀