For everyone,personal belongings, how cheaper or expensive, big or smaller it may be, it certainly carries a unique worth. Many beautiful memories inside and the joy of owning it for long. You can't help yourself when it moves away from you.
To me, the same thing turned it out last evening. My Iphone 4 walked away from me, may be was tired of staying with me for long or was due to my carelessness without even realizing where and at what time I lose and thus my heart is wrecked for everything that happened which repeated for the 3rd time. In a totla I lost 3 phones and there's no calculation what other things have I already lost till today.
I'd take cash money to shop but drop it somewhere on the path. Oh yeah! I lost school badges once in every 2 weeks. From pens, pencils to mufflers, umbrellas and keys and many other things. But I tell you, I wasn't the one who did of carelessness but the thing is I'm really forgetful, hence, each time I try to avoid, shitt happens
Whatever, I had the best of the best things stored in my phone. As soon I possessed it from my aunt who sent me from UK I took selfies for million times. I'm not very technology freak, so sometimes I felt I owned a smartphone just for a camera and instagram for ofcourse. So yeah, I had too many beautiful photos waiting to be stored on my PC. There were the screenshots and downloads from Instagram, Facebook and Twitter because they were either simply damn amazing or inspiring and yeah some hillarious too. Therefore I'd scroll my photo gallery everytime I got bored and had nothing to do.
Furthermore, I had Itube app filled with songs of 1D, Enrique, COD, parodies and many more else. You know what my niece of class 5 and nephew of class 3 were so much addicted to 1D. I didn't even realize they had already started to sing some English songs. My family in a whole were surprised to have seen their love for English music at a tender age. And this had already been inherited to my little niece of 3 yrs who'd come each time and ask me to unlock the password so that she would play 1D songs. She would always come and say,"Mama, I don't I don't sunne." Ridic yeah? Eventually everyone would burst into huge, loud laughter. Later as she'd start listening, she'd have her own baby lyrics and excitement. Ah..!! her another favourite one was Baby I... wanna love.... you. by Arluv Gurung and would then dance like a Drunkard in the Dark.
Additionally, I've an abundant love for literature. I jot down every single thoughts that run inside my mind. I brainstorm for some minutes and end up like a kid from secondary school. But after months when I'd check , I 'd feel Wtf! Did I write this? I mean is this my own copyright? But then they were my own words and I'd have the sphinx-like-smile and the unique glow over my face. Therefore, I had ample of notes (short) some as a life-diary and some just as a rough creativity. Secretly, there were also the dates that stated my time spent with the loved ones, I now miss very dearly.
So yeah and everything's gone. No longer tould my niece come and snatch my phone, no patience my photos would come back and the most importantly my antique, beautiful notes swayed away from me in such a tragic mode. Nevertheless, I still have a Samsung SII too for which people would tell me 'Dhani manchheko duita duita phone' hahaha. Actually iphone had my own personal sim and samsung had an official one. I can still buy a new one, ut there's a saying, "Old is Gold". I'd love to have an antique piece of it so that I could enstore in my wardrobe as the love, my aunt sent me after I moved to Delhi for further studies that helped me in million ways; skype often and the viber and the temple run and subway surfers and those indian shopping apps from where I did only waste my time searching to buy but ended only a single time to buy a novel 'The Monk who sold his Ferrari". You should go through it too.
On that note Be careful for whilst you do anything.
Have a wonderful weekend.
To me, the same thing turned it out last evening. My Iphone 4 walked away from me, may be was tired of staying with me for long or was due to my carelessness without even realizing where and at what time I lose and thus my heart is wrecked for everything that happened which repeated for the 3rd time. In a totla I lost 3 phones and there's no calculation what other things have I already lost till today.
I'd take cash money to shop but drop it somewhere on the path. Oh yeah! I lost school badges once in every 2 weeks. From pens, pencils to mufflers, umbrellas and keys and many other things. But I tell you, I wasn't the one who did of carelessness but the thing is I'm really forgetful, hence, each time I try to avoid, shitt happens
Whatever, I had the best of the best things stored in my phone. As soon I possessed it from my aunt who sent me from UK I took selfies for million times. I'm not very technology freak, so sometimes I felt I owned a smartphone just for a camera and instagram for ofcourse. So yeah, I had too many beautiful photos waiting to be stored on my PC. There were the screenshots and downloads from Instagram, Facebook and Twitter because they were either simply damn amazing or inspiring and yeah some hillarious too. Therefore I'd scroll my photo gallery everytime I got bored and had nothing to do.
Furthermore, I had Itube app filled with songs of 1D, Enrique, COD, parodies and many more else. You know what my niece of class 5 and nephew of class 3 were so much addicted to 1D. I didn't even realize they had already started to sing some English songs. My family in a whole were surprised to have seen their love for English music at a tender age. And this had already been inherited to my little niece of 3 yrs who'd come each time and ask me to unlock the password so that she would play 1D songs. She would always come and say,"Mama, I don't I don't sunne." Ridic yeah? Eventually everyone would burst into huge, loud laughter. Later as she'd start listening, she'd have her own baby lyrics and excitement. Ah..!! her another favourite one was Baby I... wanna love.... you. by Arluv Gurung and would then dance like a Drunkard in the Dark.
Additionally, I've an abundant love for literature. I jot down every single thoughts that run inside my mind. I brainstorm for some minutes and end up like a kid from secondary school. But after months when I'd check , I 'd feel Wtf! Did I write this? I mean is this my own copyright? But then they were my own words and I'd have the sphinx-like-smile and the unique glow over my face. Therefore, I had ample of notes (short) some as a life-diary and some just as a rough creativity. Secretly, there were also the dates that stated my time spent with the loved ones, I now miss very dearly.
So yeah and everything's gone. No longer tould my niece come and snatch my phone, no patience my photos would come back and the most importantly my antique, beautiful notes swayed away from me in such a tragic mode. Nevertheless, I still have a Samsung SII too for which people would tell me 'Dhani manchheko duita duita phone' hahaha. Actually iphone had my own personal sim and samsung had an official one. I can still buy a new one, ut there's a saying, "Old is Gold". I'd love to have an antique piece of it so that I could enstore in my wardrobe as the love, my aunt sent me after I moved to Delhi for further studies that helped me in million ways; skype often and the viber and the temple run and subway surfers and those indian shopping apps from where I did only waste my time searching to buy but ended only a single time to buy a novel 'The Monk who sold his Ferrari". You should go through it too.
On that note Be careful for whilst you do anything.
Have a wonderful weekend.









