14th March the fateful day when i let go off my Nokia 7610 unknowingly.It was flicked ruthlessly from my pocket,lest did i know.....
I had read somewhere,in life many times you get signs to refrain doing certain things.Some unknown yet forceful force warned me toooooooooo,but lest did i heed..........
It was new,shining,lustrous black and red piece.To guard against all odds i decided to lock it inside a plastic,see through body cover.Aahh!!it looked stunning.The very next day struggling between conscious and semi conscious state of mind in a lecture i just knocked it off the table.It flew upto some distance and then crash landed on the floor.The body cover was in pieces and the 7610 from behind those tartars smiling 'I am freeeeeeee.............'.
I didnt restrict its freedom for almost 2 months when suddenly noticed some scars n scratches and decided an immediate dress up for the 7610.
I was too happy to find out a new black cover to lock the 7610 assuming it to be more durable.But the odds were stacked too strongly.The very next day the 230V supply was energising the 7610 placed on the shoe rack to feed its battery so that i could carry it with pomp in its newly locked black state.The wire of the iron knocked off the peacefully resting and charging 7610 off the shoe rack.I was mad at the shopkeeper who prompted me to get the suppossed to be strong black look for my 7610.But while clearing the mess off its body it again grinned 'I am freeeeeeee.......'
After 1 month on the 14th i had to leave for home i decided to lock it for its safety.It looked absolutely naive,i was so proud of it.I palced it in my pocket away from the ruthless world and myself got lost in a petty argument of bargaining.It was so crowded.I was lost and it was yelling behind the cover 'Free Me'.I couldnt hear the shreiks,it yelled for being in unknown hands.............
lest did i hear.......
After reaching home i couldnt feel its existance in my pocket,i lost it.Whenever i tried to lock it,it tried to break loose the shackles ,it smiled back a much broader one each time to emphasise its freedom.Now i dont know where it is?
In shackles? or Has it again broken free the grip?....
I miss u 7610......................
