The year 2007 was a memorable year in my life. It was when i got admission into the best and the most prestigious engineering college in my state. Today i dont know whether I owned it or was just lucky but back then i raised my head with proud. 2007 was not only memorable because of that it was also the first time I had a real phone, I had my own number and all the calls and messages to it were only meant for me. I wonder how a small electronic thing just the size of a soap can empower a person with confidence and a feel that you are not alone. I could travel any part of the world and still can connect to anybody i want, that thought itself was reassuring. Its unbelievable how a phone has become our closest friend.
I remember my first phone was Nokia 1600 , It actually spoke a different language. A single missed call was ciphered to hold different meanings those days and they were deciphered accordingly depending on the situations. At night when a girl give you a miscall it meant she missed you and if it was your friend then it meant he is in deep trouble,
call him back. I wonder how these things had a universal code those days. It may be because people could see each others feelings and thoughts even without seeing each other, or may be even if we are of different color or sex or religion ,above all those differences, we were actually the same.
After my first phone i used three other phones, its wonderful how different apps had made our life easy, how missed call changed to Whatsapp, how people could tell each other whats there inside their mind by words and pictures. I believe or my life taught me when we started to tell each other what really is inside our mind it has created more problems than those hapless miscalls did. When you are angry your words could hurt some one and that effect is irreversible ,which could even cost what is precious to you .But your miscalls can never hurt anyone, and when your anger blew out you can just tell the other person you only meant to say that "I love you more"
That's the reason why my Nokia 1600 is still an inseparable part of my life
I remember my first phone was Nokia 1600 , It actually spoke a different language. A single missed call was ciphered to hold different meanings those days and they were deciphered accordingly depending on the situations. At night when a girl give you a miscall it meant she missed you and if it was your friend then it meant he is in deep trouble,
call him back. I wonder how these things had a universal code those days. It may be because people could see each others feelings and thoughts even without seeing each other, or may be even if we are of different color or sex or religion ,above all those differences, we were actually the same.
After my first phone i used three other phones, its wonderful how different apps had made our life easy, how missed call changed to Whatsapp, how people could tell each other whats there inside their mind by words and pictures. I believe or my life taught me when we started to tell each other what really is inside our mind it has created more problems than those hapless miscalls did. When you are angry your words could hurt some one and that effect is irreversible ,which could even cost what is precious to you .But your miscalls can never hurt anyone, and when your anger blew out you can just tell the other person you only meant to say that "I love you more"
That's the reason why my Nokia 1600 is still an inseparable part of my life
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