The phony scare

Ah so it's your typical day.. Happy Pongal by the way (did I tell you I think I should be a poet?) And I walked out into the crisp air, which initially I didn't suspect was that cold. As the chill started engulfing me in a few short steps, I reached out my red woolen hat stashed in my left coat pocket and pulled it on my head and around my ears. Did I mention that my phone was usually in that pocket? Anyhoo, I went on ahead to the station and even as I glanced up at the monitors to find out just how long the train was going to take to come, I spotted Prof DA, who's new at the college. We struck up a conversation that lasted all the way past 2 trains and 3 stations right until we arrived at our destination and I reached into my pocket just to get my bare hands into warmer territory, and that's when I noticed the conspicuous absence of my bulky phone (think iPhone). I panicked. I quickly emptied the contents of my 2 coat pockets in front of a confused professor to reveal the train ticket, the ipod and no phone... Darn! I quickly explained to him that my phone was missing. He asked me to calm down and check for it every place. Just then, I saw the train we'd arrived at pull away from the station. Could it be? By then I was convinced that it had fallen someplace between my home and the station. The professor warned me that if that was the case it was unlikely that I would find it.. intact at least. I had to take the chance.

I retraced my whole journey, all the time praying it hadn't slipped away in one of the 2 trains, which basically meant I would never set eyes on it again. And all the way back, I made bargains with God hoping for it's safe return to me. With my eyes peeled looking for the black surukku pai (teeny drawstring purse) in which I kept the phone, I was almost home. And yet, no phone. I was a bit heart-broken. It was new, the phone. As I was almost home anyways, I decided to go in to get a drink... Having given up hope, I walked in quite desolately, when it caught my eye, the black surukku pai, on the dresser, from where I'd forgotten to take it. Thank God!

Phone-y

Ever noticed how when you like something a whole lot, its likely to let you down? Like when you parade about the greatness/goodness of something you've got, it most certainly will backfire within days if not hours of your quoting it.. Its almost taboo to offer praise to somethings. Its like some vague form of Murphy's Law. Thats what happened with my gorgeous slider phone from Samsung. I consider myself someone very careful with electronics and gadgets... Needless to say, I have immense luck with them too. My phones in the past have been subject to washing machines, toilet bowls and even dishwashers and they've come clean (not just clean-looking) but fully functional out of each of these ordeals. Thats why it was heartbreaking when my Samsung decided to attempt suicide. I was at the gym (maybe the rarity of the event scared my phone) and very intelligently I placed it atop a pretty high equipment next to the one I was using. I don't know how it happened or why, within moments it jumped off the top........ and shattered into 2 huge pieces.. the slider and the base. You would think that 2 such pieces must be easy to put back together. Thats what I told myself... that the phone fell on the carpet.. that the impact couldn't have been that bad.... that if I sat down with it, I might be able to put two and two together. I was wrong. I started by delicately trying to nudge the 2 pieces together. While one side glided so easily in the slot, the other refused to go in. The nudge became a push became a sizable amount of force became all the strength I had. And yet it lay innocently in 2 distinct pieces. I tried calling my service provider and they shrugged off responsibility. I called Samsung and claimed that one fine morning as I slid the slider up to punch some numbers, it came off the base. I know it didn't sound believable but it was worth a shot. And off it went in an envelope to the repair center. Boo Hoo. Now I am back to the pink Nokia that I love.. But its hard to adjust to this basic phone after having the jazzy, fully loaded one. Life is such. Things change.