Everyday I fought a invisible fight with my 4 inches long , 1-1/2 inches wide enemy. In the morning first we start with a hide and seek game , sometimes it hides in my pillow cover , someday under the blanket or may be under the mattress, even sometimes I need to take my neighbours help to find it out ...okay I myself is bored with my riddle , even the moment I think about it i start having a bad taste in my mouth...I am sure some people who will agree with me by now they Know I am talking about my mobile phone...:((...once upon a time when I was pretty young and excited about everything new in life I started using this mobile phone even without knowing what a curse a i am calling upon my self.
Like today morning I was trying to convince Riya about spending a bit less time in front of the mirror. Now who ever is having a teenager daughter or close to a teenager or just pass their teenage they all know standing in front of mirror is one of their favourite pass time, even if for that they get late in school or tution does not matter really ...atleast for them...:)) and trust me giving lectures to these teenagers are like a roller-coaster ride of emotions, you start telling , they argue, you get angry and you scream then you see the fear in their face , looking at those innocent face you come down then you try to be nice then you again saw their indifferent eyes just bluntly staring at you as if you are just talking to a wall....and ...and you just loose your patient and booommm...you just burst like a bomb. So as like everytime I was in the middle of this ride and my phone rang. As usual I was not interested about it so i continued my lecture.
But I know what will happen, may be i will forget to call back as will be busy with my work and may be 10 days later one of my friend or relative will call and say, " okay now a days you do not even pick up my call", i will ask if it was something important and for sure its just that moment he/she felt like talking to me. I find it so strange, i know everyone will find it rude if i say why i have to talk to someone whenever they feel like talking to me, that moment may be I am just having a talk with my husband, or busy with my daughter or may be talking to another person or just may be watching a interesting movie...there is really no reason why those things are unimportant than this phone call. I definitely call back if I get any emergency sms from anyone but otherwise i just dont find any reason to pay some bucks to those mobile companies??
Let me describe a real day from my life when i picked up phone all the time it rang :
1st call: its from my cousin sister ( following the rules of great Indian family though we are not staying together any more but we are very close to each other), she is complaining about her son in law and how my niece is talking the side of her husband and ignoring her. ( it confuses me)
2nd call : it's from my mother , after my fathers death she is staying alone and she misses him andalso she is 74 so people around her are having age related health issues, so she talks about my uncle and aunts who are having health problems and different old age issues. ( makes me sad and i allways pick this call)
3rd call: it's from a friend of mine , its about how much naughty her 4years old son become ( funny stories makes me laugh)
4rth call : its from another friend about her fight with her husband. ( i get angry with her husband)
5th call: its from my aunt , its about my cousin sister who is a professional Singer got an award ( i am happy now)
6th call : Its from a colleague who want to me listen a short film story he is working on ( i gave some creative input)
7th call : Its from another friend who is talking about a friends film which is a absolute trash but got some award!! ( its bitching, spice of life)
8th call: it's from another colleague asking me for a date to complete my edit?? ( I have to plan)
In between my teenage drama queen has her issues , something like as i have given egg in the tiffin so her best friend who is strictly Veg refused to sit with her in the tiffin time??!! I have to work on my films or proposals, i would like to read something or watch some good movie, I would love to spend some time with my husband. Does people really think if I have all these conversations in a day I will be honest with my emotions every time??!!
People get angry with me for not picking up phones but never appreciate me when they find i am not picking up calls even when i am chatting with them face to face. Anyhow now i have accepted people defining me as a person who does not pick up mobiles, because I am happy by not having this unnecessary emotional movers and shakers. I tried several ways, if i switch it off then the moment I open it i got 10 worried msg of different people as if people can switch off their mobile only if they are bed ridden...to be more honest Mobiles became our signature of being alive.
Itried to get rid of it several times, even throw it off on the wall, from my 7th floor balcony but it always comes back in different shapes, with different model numbers, different mega pixel and with a different size of memory card. Everyday in instalment I spent at least half hour to find it out. Sometimes it just does not stop ringing , i feel like running, hiding under the table ...but it rings.
I just hope one day, one fine morning i will gather the courage to make myself free from this slavery, i just hope that day will come before I die.
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