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Sustenance

Today is marked by light.

I’ve often wondered about the denial one sees in addicts. I’ve seen it in my father who’d always proclaim his ability to stop drinking if he wished to; how it wasn’t something that controlled him.

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A Tale Of Two Cellphones

The phone that MB had been using for around two years had issues with its charging port for the second time in four months. I went ahead and ordered a phone that we had been eyeing for this scenario, while taking the old phone to a doctor as well. It turned out that issue was with the charger and not the phone which, the tech doctor reassured me, had a healthy life span of at least another year, and we had a second brand new phone worth one-third of my monthly salary on our hands.

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BrokenĀ 

I was in a hurry to have breakfast yesterday morning. I dropped my heavy shoulder bag on to an adjacent chair in the common students’ mess, and half threw my sling bag on top of it, before heading to the counter. It was after I had settled down and started eating that both the bags fell to the floor with a loud thud.

I didn’t really think much of it. That is, until I got to our department and fished my phone out of the bag.

A huge crack grimaced at the top left corner, spidering and spreading across the screen all the way to the bottom. I felt a wave of devastation.

No, mine is not a brand new phone. It is exactly three years old, bought in September 2014 with my first earnings, during my internship. I still remember how many reviews I went through and how many specifications I obsessed over, before zeroing down on this one. And unlike most people I know, I made sure the protective case arrived within a week of purchase – I wasn’t going to take chances. 

I’m proud to say that the phone did not let me down, it lived up to my expectations, caught all my good memories and also almost all of the photos on this blog. By the third year, I was starting to feel even a little haughty, as my friends’ handsets got disfigured, damaged or simply died, mine was still as good as new. Well, maybe it did have scratches over the edges , and maybe the skin peeled a little at the back, but to me it was perfect, a reminder that I too am capable of good choices once in a while. 

They say, the software gets affected once the hardware is; Google tells me cracks will eventually cause dirt and sweat and water to leak in and cause collapse of the system. That’s just so sad. 

But then, I remembered something else I read a few days back, a story by Osho about how nothing is sad news or good news, it’s just news. Anything that happens, we shouldn’t hurry to put them into categories. So I thought I’d do that now instead. My phone screen broke. That is all it is. It is neither good nor bad. Cool.

I’m currently searching online for wallpapers to camouflage the broken screen. This is actually fun. In a way.