My LOVE!

RICHA DESAI

They call it a slice of water melon, a “dabba” and many other names that mean anything and everything “BIG”. All of that name game to mock its bulky structure, easily noticed yet only grabs attentions when a light starts flickering on its screen playing one my favourite songs, thanks to the loud volume.
32mb original capacity, bluetooth and every other facility most Nokia cell phones offered (except post 2003) is all available in my prized possession. I for one do not intend to choose a cell phone by ignoring its features. Nothing great in my case except that it has a recording option in its radio feature. Spot on! I said to myself, for I couldn’t be happier since it was to help me record songs played on radio. Yes, my music occupies almost all of its 256mb extended memory. Essentially a cell phone made for video game junkies, but who cares, all games erased – it’s all about the music.
Five years old yet young at heart – a library of beautiful music, heartfelt feelings ever shared and beautiful thoughts captured in solitude. A witness of life changing conversations and a small source of knowledge and wisdom -more than a gadget for its economic functions, it’s the other aspects that have got me stick with it. In this crazy world of fancy affordable inventions it’s easy to get tempted but my buddy always fulfilled its purpose without costing anything.
If ever a time comes to change it, my boredom will never support that reason. No matter how many weird glances it costs me when I speak over it, it’s never embarrassing as my family feels. Apart from occasional hangovers since a few months, it’s here to build my ever growing music collection. Nokia N-Gage is what it’s called.