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| Tuesday, May 01, 2007
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| My Phone's Obituary
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I am reproducing a mail here... Just to keept the flavour intact... Apologies for the Raw Stench.
Guys,
My Phone is finally dead... I don't know If I should be happy or Sorry... Sorry for losing someone/something so close to me... That thing that I slept with by my bedside... Woke Up everyday with its awesome Alarm ... To Snooze it and Sleep Again... only to be Woken Up all over again...That thing that woke up Murari every single day on Campus (Whenever I was at Madhushala that is..) ... That thing that let my love blossom, That thing that gave me the news of my Grandpa's Death... That thing that was always conveniently switched off whenever Prashantho or Tinku da(the Mess Contractor) called me.. and was always loyally switched on when Deeps called me... That thing that told my dad abt my promotion... A true friend, With me Through those bad days.. the good ones and the great ones too.
I dont know if I should be Sorry or Happy... Happy that I dont have to hide my phone anymore at those 5-star lunch meetings... Happy that I dont have to see those looks on people's faces that read "Kanjooos... Saala..." ... Happy that I can finally buy a new phone...
I dont know if I should be Sorry or Happy 'Coz I cant decide on my next phone... Big Shoes to Fill You See....
:(
VinChi
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posted by VinChi @
11:48 PM
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