So with that motivation from my inner self i summoned up some will power and let the phone go, out of my room and I found myself saying " you better take care of her or I will kill you in your sleep". The expression i saw on young one's face and I knew, I knew I had climbed to the very top of our weirdness scale of one to ten. I was TEN, TEN!, did I just refer to a phone as a person, did I just threaten to kill young one in his sleep?? Ofcourse I was joking, chuckling uncomfortably as young one left my room with my little friend and I almost waved it goodbye. At least there were no tears welling up in my eye or I might have just broken the weirdness scale and crossed over to the other side.
Day 1
This was not a fun day for me, I got lost on my way to work and if I had my phone google map was just one click away and here in lies my excuses why I needed my phone but my main was the lack of facebook, twitter, yahoo messenger, msn and instant access to all my five email addresses. I felt like i had been detached from the rest of the world and placed on a deserted island but i braved the day and survived it!
The remaining days were surprisingly uneventful and as i was almost congratulating myself for a job well done, i get a call on the makeshift brick that was my phone for the week and it my friends saying "why weren't you in class??, the exam resource was handed out" my jaw dropped and i almost screamed the house down. Apparently an email had been sent two days prior to change the day for the class and as I had become so attached to my phone actually going on the pc to check my email was no longer an impulse.
Now the world is back to normal and I have my phone but as much as i thought that my daily existence isn't being governed by the fast pacing world of internet, phone and computer but then i have become dependent on it and I have chosen to be actively aware of my actions so that I do not become completely inefficient without these gadgets. This journey will be tough but it needs to be done
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