Mobile phone is a strange fellow. It is just like a prostitute that works with money. 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.
Wonders of my mobile phone
I used to wonder on listening from my friends that the bell of mobile phone often rang when one is busy in his important chores. They named a few moments when this obnoxious bell rings. It happens they say especially in the bathroom, during prayers and important moments of life. I could not believe that. But I became a staunch believer of this generalization after getting the gift of a mobile phone. It became a source of a lot of fix 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.
Mobile phone is a strange fellow. It is just like a prostitute that works with money. 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 came to know the important misuses of cell phone when one of my fan, donated, me a 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 back 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 of the mobile like the writing on the wall. It reads, recharge your battery and after a moment all the lights of my mobile were off. It was a strange thing for me. But my friend has also handed over a charger. On reaching home I recharged the battery, it was full when my friend called me again. This time it took a few moments to stop working. After about an hour he called upon me. He decided to make 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 come tomorrow and get our set correct. We went to khan’s shop the very next day. 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 was importunate enough 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 happiness ended in between 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 of Mr. Khan 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. Afterwards I did the same; I put my mobile tension in the repairing shop for all the day and got it after the office hours. I have no other way to keep this mobile tension away.