Once upon a time there was a girl. PG as I called her, was intelligent, sane, hard-working and unlike most of us, unbitten by the bug of love. As much as we all love our lovers, PG loved gizmos. Until one day, the love of her life began to fix her up with someone else. Her own cellphone, that played music as per wish and shut-up whenever she wanted peace had somehow changed its work profile and was suddenly playing, 'the matchmaker'. The love and respect for the phone was such that she could by no means ask it to mind its own business. Her love started blaring every time there was a message from the new lover and kept ringing in spite of her will to talk. So one love lead to another and by the time she realized, she had talked on the phone for 8 hours at a stretch. As much as a one-two hour chat might be exciting, PG had broken her record and had defied all laws of nature. She had lost sense, sleep, patience and her first love. The new connection wasn't worth the effort she knows now, but what she has also lost is the vibe she shared with her first lover.
Moral of the story: Since cellphones are at our disposal and allow us to talk insanely for hours, they are the new cupid, and unfortunately, also the new enemies. Beware of the cellphone addiction and understand that no matter how much you love it, shutting it up may still sometimes be wise.
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Thanku sweety:)
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