My White Nokia 5300 !

I had a cell.
I had that cell for the last 4 years.
It was perfect, so, i loved it and it loved me.
It loved me because... .. .. so, it was the only one who loved me.
But, you see, I was a fool, always ignoring stuffs, exerting at the wrong times and 'letting things go' when i had it all.. But still (dont bother "how n why"), that cell gave me direct, clear indirect indications about the people i must talk to and the people who wanted to talk to me.
But then, as you see.. I kept on ignoring.
And then, enroute to a recent trip.. (though I should have guessed), it 'broke itself', coz it could do nothin else, coz i kept on ignoring. And now, I can do nothing.

I lost all my 4000 odd irreplaceable messages. And, I have a mixed feeling about this. And, I have also lost all my contacts, very few of which I would not like to add again, wished they never were at the very first place... and again, you see, I have a mixed feeling about this.

And as it stands now, i realize why its so difficult to connect the dots in real time and hell lot easier when you do the same for the past. And this realization came really late, after i have ignored those "direct n clear, but quite indirect indications" of my 5300. But, now i can see myself connecting all those dots.

Well, I would miss that swift sliding of the cell and the consequent brisk ruffling sound. And worse, Nokia doesnt make any of those sliding phones anymore. i could never imagine, that 5300 would break off, just never realized we were so deeply attached.

PS1: i am not well, but i am not sick and i dont drink.
So, dont get nettled after reading this "seemingly" senseless and annoying piece of text.

PS2: "It's true that we don't know what we ve got until we lose it but it s also true that we don t know what we ve been missing until it arrives."
Its indeed true !
hmm... i think I saw an ad yesterday about a red Nokia Touch Express Music.