Mobile phone is a strange fellow. If you have mobile phone,
now you have to spare a lot of rupees to spend in futile activity. You use it
for messaging to your loved ones who demands balance from you to call you back.
I wondered on listening from my friend that the bell of mobile phone often rang
when one was busy in his important chores. They named a few moments when this
obnoxious bell rang. It happened they said “especially in the bathroom, during
prayers and important moments of life”. I could not believe that.
One day my friend was enraged and exploded “It has become a source of a lot of
fixes and entanglements for me”. It disturbed me when I was engraved in my
thoughts about writing something. Many useful ideas went astray due to this
invention. It disturbed me when I was taking rest after the day work. I came to
know the important misuses of cell phone when one of my fan, donated, me that
obnoxious device. He was hungry to chat with me all the time and solved his
problem in the shape of this charity. He loaded it with a few rupees and handed
over it to me. I kept that valuable prize with thanks.
I was on my way to home when a strange voice started rising from it. It was a
song of the latest movie. I saw towards my gift and pressed its green button. I
brought it near my ears to listen my fan. He was yelling something in loud voice
but I was not able to make out any thing. Meanwhile I heard a beep and there was
writing on the screen like the writing on the wall. It reads battery low, and
after a moment all the lights of my mobile went off. It was a strange thing for
me. But my friend had also handed over a charger to me. On reaching home I
recharged the battery, it was full when my friend called me again. That time it
took a few moments from stopping work. After about an hour he called me up
again. He decided to get the device repaired.
We went to Mr. Khan mobile repairing shop. I saw hat there were a lot of sets
which have chits pasted on them. Same was done with our mobile. Mr. Khan
promised us to get our set repaired till tomorrow. We went to khan’s shop the
very next morning. He gave us our mobile and ascertained that it would work
properly. We paid 300 rupees for its service and repair and came back. My friend
went to his home and I went to my office. I was over-eager to display my mobile
set. I was just taking it out when its bell rang. I at once attended the call
and cast an envious look at my colleagues thinking that they would be feeling
jealousy. My vanity melt down when the low battery signal again appeared on the
screen. I could not help stopping my call.
I complained again to my donor that his gift was not working well. He again got
that repaired, but it was dog’s tail. Whenever I brought it out for showing it
to others its battery stopped working. I went to the repairing shop and handed
over the set to him. I requested him to paste a chit on it until I return from
my office. He did so willingly. After wards I always did so; I put my mobile
tension in the repairing shop for all the day to avoid discomfiture from my
colleagues and got it after the office hours. I have no other way to keep this
mobile tension away. I became a staunch believer soon that it was not a phone
but a mobile tension.