Story of a lost journalist

January 31, 2009

One day without cell phone

Filed under: Daily Rot — Cris @ 01:07

One day without cell phone. Lets see… I think I first started using cell phone by 6th semester of engineering. That’s almost 5 years. I am not sure if I tried going without my phone any day before this. But on Jan 30, Mahatma Gandhi’s assassination day, I went a complete day with my phone switched off. Starting 12 am to – oh I have to go and get it on now. And boy I had to pay lots for it.

One, I miss my morning bus. Warning: all so-what-else-is-new comments shall face severe moderation! I am supposed to get a missed call when the bus reaches the previous stop. Of all days the bus decides to come early today! I stand like an idiot for a few minutes. No you cant use so-what-else-is-new here either!

I have to ask another friend for a lift. Fortunately I remember the number, even after months of not calling. So could use land phone without checking mobile phone book. That’s when you realize – the things you rely on your phone for – everything!

I reach office and remember the customary missed call to Mom to let her know I have survived another day. Mom thinks her absent minded daughter may forget where her office is and take a wrong bus to reach Disney Land – and still not know the difference.

Afternoon comes and I feel like Tom in ‘Sleepy Time Tom’. So I decide to get out and walk in the sun. Actually for once I appreciated self for not having a phone. I might have traded a good walk for a 5-minute wake-me-up-pal call.

Evening comes and I need to make a call to ask someone to take me to Kariyavattom bus stop. A prospective bus-stop-taker has already left five minutes before. So I rely on a local bus. I watch old known faces go by. I look for recognition, I look for smile… to smile back and wave in return. Alas no faces turn to look a second time. Next month, it will be an year on leaving previous job. Funny how few months could take a face off one’s mind. I forget I am in a bus stop and talk aloud “Do they not see me or do they not understand? Or do they just pretend?” A stare or two later I realize the emitted decibels had to be in check. Well, recognition or no recognition, that’s not the phone’s fault. But maybe I wouldn’t have witnessed it if I had a phone to stare at and “decide” nothing else mattered.

I am more than half an hour late for evening class. Would usually leave a message to classmate “I will be late”. Now that I think of it, that’s such a waste! Talk about telling the obvious! On reaching the class, another “I am here Mom” missed call couldn’t be made. Reaching home, my Mom heaved a huge whew.

I usually get at least 3 calls a day from friends I guess. All missed today. And about missing work-calls? No we are here to talk about the negatives.

Night show was slum dog millionaire. Loved it. Didn’t miss phone at all!
Realization: I am living a life full of fortunes. I have education, good food, a home, and people. Heres a shot from the movie –

slumdog1

And some music-

I remember once hoping that I could ditch my cell phone forever. Strangely, after all that happened today, I still hope for the same. The only instance I might hope changing would be to remain absent minded and not notice the unnoticing.

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11 Comments »

  1. wheew!! I cant even imagine a day without mobile now 😦 btw, was your mobile with you all the time? And you never got tempted to switch on it???

    Comment by Srijith — January 31, 2009 @ 04:15 | Reply

  2. That’s nothing – I don’t have a cellphone. Period. They don’t call me a MWM for nothing.

    Comment by Binny V A — January 31, 2009 @ 18:39 | Reply

  3. @Srijith, no I didnt take it. I knew I’d be tempted if I did!

    @Binny, that was my dream and still is. Sigh but my job doesnt allow that! MWM?? Mobile W Man. Cant think of what W is.

    Comment by Cris — February 3, 2009 @ 23:27 | Reply

  4. MWM = Malayalee Without Mobile See http://blog.binnyva.com/2008/01/mwms-a-dying-breed/ for more details 😉

    Comment by Binny V A — February 4, 2009 @ 01:04 | Reply

  5. Strange, coz something akin to this ‘happened’ to me. I forgot to take my phone to college one day last week. Unintentional, mind you. I’ve had my phone with me where ever I go for the past 6 years or more. It was like an appendage that i couldn’t do without. Even though i panicked at first, I decided that i’m not going to obsess about it. Detach myself from it as much as i can. And, guess what, it worked. Its all in the mind, dear. It truly is. Its hard, but possible. The downside of this is, I didn’t remember(ahem..know or bothered to learn) any phone numbers, he,he!

    Comment by M.Rose — February 4, 2009 @ 01:23 | Reply

  6. do all Moms resort to these missed call status reports?

    when I was staying all alone in Chandigarh, I was supposed to give her a missed call when I start my scooter n leave for work, and another one as soon as I found my way into the parking lot… the same story in the evening too..
    n regular status updates twice a day n a longer one during my post lunch walk.. notwithsranding her regular post dinner calls where I had to apprise her of what I had for dinner.
    so much so that, some of my colleagues used to argue with me that no one could be talking to Mom for that long!! n I was like, you mean to say ur Mom’s different!!?
    Jokes apart, her calls were more like my lifeline, then! 🙂

    Mobile phones are good.. they keep people closer.. but they also let buggers bother you.. talk of tradeoffs!!

    hey, btw, same pinch.. i too got my mobile 5 years back.. after a hell lot of nakhras that I can do w/o one!

    Comment by usha — February 4, 2009 @ 23:48 | Reply

  7. @M.Rose, you are right. Its possible we just dont try :-). Phone numbers too – remember how we always knew the numbers of close friends by heart – thats cause we used to dial them each time… cell phones put your memory to rust

    @usha, Gosh my Mom does the same! Infact when I was reading your comment, I was dialling her to say I have reached Mom. My friends tease me that she doesnt trust me at all! How rude! And yeah, her calls make my day too. But unlike you I live in the same home as her 😀

    Comment by Cris — February 5, 2009 @ 12:38 | Reply

  8. I’m pretty sure I couldn’t go a day without mine

    Comment by Lauren — February 6, 2009 @ 05:47 | Reply

  9. Lol! I’d forgotten my phone home long back, and all hell broke loose!!

    Some (female) classmate of mine kept calling repeatedly for some urgent tech-doubt and mom lifted the phone. Skinned the poor gal off, quite literally. And I got thrashed too, for having ‘girlfriends’. 😐

    Comment by Hari — February 12, 2009 @ 00:28 | Reply

  10. @Lauren, thats what I thought to – but you wouldnt believe how relieving it is to know that that little blue thing is not going to scare the wits out of you by ringing on and on like it had a mind of its own!

    @Hari, oh gee! I forgot those kalams! I too been a no-boys-call-home girl at your age I guess. How things changed!

    Comment by Cris — March 1, 2009 @ 00:53 | Reply

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    Comment by Jeni — January 26, 2011 @ 11:19 | Reply


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