My dear flip phone,
You were my punishment, I think you know. When I had lost my sister’s ‘super cool’ phone in my second year, you were a no-songs no-camera punishment for me. I hated you so much, with the stupid ‘polyphonic’ ringtones and message tones. I was embarrassed by you. You were practically on silent mode for the past 3 years.
This Diwali I got my new phone and you are quickly forgotten. I still know you are lying somewhere in my bag, SIM changed, all quite. You won’t embarrass me again. Your screen is so broken down that I had to squint to see what I had typed on the sides. And don’t get me started on your buttons.
All these years when you embarrassed me...I would hide you from everyone. People used to laugh when they would see my ‘old, battered’ phone. I would cringe inwardly when they would play with you, flip on-flip off, but secretly, I hated you.
I won’t remember the days, during my non-existent social life in Delhi, when I would spend the entire nights on your radio. And it wasn’t just those nights. The commute, the college in Delhi, whenever I would want to save myself from embarrassing looks and stares, I would find a corner of the college and hide in the songs that you played.
I would also not remember ‘Bubble Smile’ that I played endlessly when trying to study, and my roommate would think I’m messaging. All the papers, the nights when I couldn’t sleep, my low-point-messaging to people... you probably know more secrets than most people in my life. But I won’t remember anymore.
I won’t remember the day I got so angry, I threw you across my bed, not realising that it’s a single bed... in the middle of the room. You didn’t get a chance, slid right off the bed, and broke apart. Didn’t even bother for about 30 minutes. After which I arranged you again and you were again happily beeping off one of you own ‘tunes’.
I got a new phone, the one that I paid for, with the ringtones that I love and all the features that I always dreamed of. It’s been three days, and you are easily forgotten. I don’t remember you anymore...
