Saturday, June 7, 2008

Excuse me boss, you have a text message

A lotta times when i activate my keypad, the two lanky legs wearing blue socks, the shiny bug, the chocolate cake or any other freaky wallpaper effortlessly goes unnoticed and my thumb, as if in love with the joystick button, gets drawn towards it in a flow. With every centre-button-pressing giving a silly satisfaction for a fraction of a second, in no time i'm facing the main menu of my mobile. I look. It's the same old menu that i've been looking at for months, only that the theme/background is different each time dependin on my mood (not that it made any big difference). I study the icons once again: media player, entertainment, camera, vodafone live! etc. But there is this yellow envelope that has been lying obliquely across the centre of the menu, likr someone had cast it rather carelessly aside. Yes, the same envelope that pops up right at the centre,every time you enter the main menu. It happens that my envelope icon pops open when cursored, to reveal a white paper with the unwritten side facin me. I'm more curios now. I quickly enter the inbox. Any new messages for me? Sometimes 'yes' ; sometimes 'no'. If it is a glad 'yes', I read them all and I am.. well.. glad . Be it a forward, vodafone alert, conversational message, 'goodmorning's, 'goodnight's, it is always welcome by my inbox without any little fretting. But most times what amuses me is the message from that very special yellow envelope miles across, letting a smile bloom on my face.I wouldn't say I'm addicted to smsing, but most often I'm proud of my mobile with its inbuilt inbox mainly because it is with that that I'm in touch with those very few special yellow envelopes.
I retrace my path back.Alarms that are set and ever put to snooze,music player that's updated with new tracks every fortnight, notes that are typed and long-forgotten, camera full of funny pictures, gprs with free downloads that could cost upto hundred bucks in no time and more.
I smile unkowingly at the thought that the yellow envelope still continues to amuse me.

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