It was frustrating especially when I wanted to click pictures of food and birds taking shower in the bowl of water we kept for drinking especially when one bird attacked a squirrel when it wanted to drink water from same bowl.
It was frustrating in general because if I’m bored at work and wanted to go through Twitter or post other awesome observations, and I would turn on the screen only to realise the stupid phone was switched off since a while (and I don’t even know how long).
So finally I gave in to the frustration (I prayed every day to God that please please please let the phone be alright and I will do whatever you tell me to – well, God didn’t listen to my prayer – not gonna listen to whatever He asks me to do now – maybe it was God’s little way of teaching life lessons that ‘lyf sux, lol’ or something like that) and took the phone to LG service centre.
Since it was out of warranty, the dude even told me that if motherboard has gone mad, I may need to replace it which will cost me 13k. It’s like I might as well get two new MotoEs with it and have four phones. (because dual sim and two phones – you guys, please don’t make me explain jokes.)
Anyway, cutting long story short, I was without phone for a good 24 hours. It made me a little cranky. And also how much of a technology slave I am.
Like I could not tweet for the duration I was in office. Sure Twitter is accessible, but as a rule, keeping social media out of work computers. (Also, don’t even remember how the web client works – who uses Twitter for web anyway?) That made me sad.
I had no access to phone numbers. I wanted to schedule a few appointments for today, and I could not because those damned numbers – who remembers them? Maybe a physical copy of numbers may be a good idea – need a minion to write down the numbers and decipher some names I have stored as “Babu Fruit” and “Vikas Zen” (okay, Vikas Zen may be the dude I’ve met in Zen cafe, and aah, no wonder I had forgotten his name. OMG. he must think I’m a horrible person when in fact I had just forgotten his name. :()
Anyway. No WhatsApp. No texts. (when I did turn on the phone, I had some 8 WhatsApp conversations and zero text alerts – just goes out to show no one texts me. :( ) (sad also because of the 8 conversations, only 3 were from “people” and 1 was a good morning forward, and 1 was a message from Dad which he had forwarded and 3 were group messages which are muted – basically, no one loves me. :(
No alarm in the morning. Because I don’t have a clock in room – maybe I should get an old fashioned alarm clock for my room. Because you never know when your stupid phone ditches you.
And no calls. Like, no one even calls me. :( I am such a delight to talk to. Why wouldn’t anyone call me? My phone has been functioning since last 2 hours now and not a single call. :(
Basically, 24 hours without phone taught me I can live without my phone.
And nobody loves me.
(yea, blaming it all on the hormones – already had 2 Nestlé Munch and 1 single finger KitKat)
Feel free to message me today and ask me to join you for a coffee on Friday, ok?
The two years have been good years, though. I realised I am worth more than I was made to believe I was. That despite all the quirkiness and the geekiness and my love for Salman Khan, I deserve the best the world has to offer, just like everyone else.
I have learnt that I’d rather live with “oh, wells” than “what ifs” and that life is too short to regret letting anyone know how you feel about them, especially if it is love. So what I am a prime and shining example of unrequited love. At least I am not giving up the hope! (Yes, Karan Johar and Yash Chopra would be extremely proud of me)
I have learnt that I enjoy being with people as much as I enjoy solitude. Solitary walks are my “me time” – the time I look around and observe nature. Some times I wish I carried my phone so I could take pictures. But then other times I am glad I don’t. That is my one hour away from technology.
It has been two years since I realised there is a limit to being a pushover. And that everyone should fight their own battles, and that I cannot be fighting their battles for them.
From being a timid, under confident girl, I now do not feel awkward talking to people. I have realised that while I suck at small talk, I still like talking to people. That 2012 was one of the worst years of my life and at times I am glad it happened because in hindsight I realise that that year shaped my outlook – it made me realise that I need to get rid of toxic people from my life. I cannot let them thrive over my positivity and energy. That if you have to try way too hard to make things work, then it is probably not worth the effort.
I can’t wait to find out what this year has stored in for me. I am very, very excited about life, even though it sometimes decides to conspire against me. After all, it is all supposed to work out in the end, right?