How to lose about 300 people in a matter of minutes.

Yea…you read that right: not pounds/kgs, but people!

I had had a long day at work yesterday, and had asked the husband to come all the way to my office and pick me up! The princess that I am, I refused to go home in an auto/bus. I had to have my chauffeur! Fed up of work — or rather, the lack of it — at a good-for-nothing office, he was already in a bad mood. Having to drive that extra mile amidst unrelenting traffic, and then, waiting for me outside my office forever (to which he’s become accustomed) did very little to cheer him up!

Which is when the thought of food came inβ€”always the catalyst for a cheerful time!Β  So we went to a much-hyped Mallu restaurant near our place in Koramangala, Bangalore. Bad food, pathetic service, big-time delay and a high price tag. Did nothing but drive the husband deeper into the dumps!

A pack of VCDs had arrived earlier the evening (a few classic Mallu movies the husband had ordered from Moser Baer over the Internet), and i thought, “what better than a good movie to cheer up my movie freak” πŸ™‚

So we reach home, settle down and decide to watch a movie — when he starts groping around in his pockets, beneath the cushions, under the sofa…and asks, “Where’s my mobile”?

The husband, when assured that the mobile is safe, usually does not budge from the sofa once seated, unless it’s a life threatening situation (like my heading for the TV with a hockey stick, maybe). But now, he’s up and about, searching for his mobile in all possible places a Sony Ericsson K710i can fit.
We call to his number from my phone and it says “The Airtel customer you’re trying to reach is currently out of reach…”. Momentary solace, hoping its way under the thick cushions of the sofa. Until I say that I’d heard a ‘thud’ when we turned the corner right after leaving the restaurant.

And then, pandemonium. Quick call to the restaurant: negative. Quick trip to the restaurant: negative. Not-so-quick survey of the entire lane: negative. Mobile lost: positive! And that was it. He seemed to have lost all interest in life (I wonder where I fit in πŸ˜‰ ).

So, here’s how you lose about 300 people in a matter of minutes! Simple. Lose your mobile phone! πŸ˜€

Am sure the husband won’t be empathetic to my ‘simple’ analysis. He had to learn it the hard way, poor thing 😦 The thought of having lost about 250 odd contacts, many photographs and close to a million “I love you” messages I’d sent seemed to paralyse him 😦  How many contacts have I lost? How will I get back all those numbers?

And I say, “Call Airtel CC andΒ  block your SIM. Ask them if we can get your mobile traced…isn’t there some IMEI number we can use?” The number is duly blocked and he promised to issue a duplicate SIM immediately, but the smart CC guy says the ‘Trace your lost phone with the IMEI number’ service is not available in India!

More depression and irritation. “Suraj, the sun” had set for a while πŸ˜€ [Perhaps this is what a baby goes through on Day 1: the world knows its identity, but the poor baby knows none!]

Which then made me wonder how much we all rely on that little gadget called a mobile phone (“we” does not include me; i rather believe mobile phones should be left wherever you please…and allow it to ring till it dies)

We no longer remember the phone numbers like we used to (of course, it’s much tougher to keep track of 8 digits compared to those cute 5-digit numbers :D); we no longer jot down numbers on quaint, alphabetical diaries; we no longer rush from our seat to attend that call on the phone resting on that antiqueΒ corner stoolΒ (we’d rather the mobile phone rush to us: it’s ‘mobile’ for a reason!); we no longer scribble our loved one’s birthdays on our wall calendar; we no longer have use for that round little thing lovingly called an ‘alarm clock’; in fact, we’re in a stage where we wish everything could be located with a “missed call” !

Biting nails when boredom strikes are a thing of the past: it’s the mobile phone we play with.

Reading random magazines at the dentist is passΓ©: why that, when we have games on our mobile phone?

Receiving no calls for one full continuous hour could only be because the battery has run out; not because you’re indispensible πŸ˜€

Owning a mobile is mandatory for anyone who wants to fall in love.

Etiquettes matter only at meetings and at the table; whoever said mobile phones come with a set of etiquettes? (Of course, I got a thick free etiquette book; but I sold it along with a stack of old newspapers! :D) If you are the proud owner of a mobile phone, the following are OK:

  • Letting it ring insistently with that irritating ringtone (while you grope for it in the darkness) at the theatre
  • Talking on it while in a flight (endangering other passengers as well) unless the pilot threatens to jump out with his parachute
  • Fiddling with the “End” button, only to change your mind, accept the call and brawl into it with a “In a meeting; will call back later… Oh, that! Man, that was funny…hehhehehe…ooops…in a meeting; will call back later!”
  • Waking up people from their sleep to say “Oh…did I wake you up? Sorry, didn’t notice the time… So, how’s life?”
  • Talking animatedly on the mobile phone while crossing the road, and getting (not just oneself) others too into danger
  • Talking loudly (not to mention the loud ringing) in libraries, hospitals, air-conditioned public vehicles and everywhere else!
    ………..
  • And a dozen other irritating stuff!

For someone who’s damn careless and absented about all things, and mobile phones especially, I’ve never lost one: so, I don’t know the agony of losing it. In fact, on those days that I forget to carry it along to work, I experience a particular sense of peace and calm — of not having to attend calls, respond to messages and ensure it’s not misplaced πŸ˜‰

I wonder how we (rest of the world excluding me) lived when the mobile phones didn’t exist! πŸ˜‰ It’s a ‘maaranam’ (evil) we can’t live without, now!

Any special mobile stories, folks?

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31 thoughts on “How to lose about 300 people in a matter of minutes.

  1. Know what…I’ve written down the phone numbers of every contact in my mobile phone into my address book. Yes, these gadgets are necessary, but they need not necessarily rule our world – this is my motto.

    My husband actually changed the SIM card and lost a lot of numbers – he just cant make out how it happened. Losing the phone – he is an expert. The moment he gets a new model, thinking he’ll give the old one to me, he’ll surely lose the old one or the new one. Finally, he decided to buy one separately for me. πŸ™‚

    Loved this post. πŸ™‚

    • That’s the most brilliant thing to do. In fact, just 2 days before he lost it, he actually told me he’s going to do that, and I said he’s mad πŸ˜›

      As for me, no gadgets mean too much πŸ˜€ Not that I don’t value them at all, but they’re not ‘cant-live-without’ things in my life πŸ˜‰

      Hehe…so, you did get a new phone, finally! Yey!

  2. You know that cd in the box in which the mobile came in, which no one ever bothers to check.. yeah that cd contains a software which can be used to back up or sync your mobile phone settings/sms’/phonebook etc. everytime you connect it to your pc..

    • What box, what cd? πŸ˜€ All i am in a hurry to do once a new gadget comes in — esp a phone — is to tear of the plastic coating on the screen πŸ˜€
      Jokes apart, yea…shall keep that in mind, and back up mine today! πŸ™‚ Thanks for that info!

  3. paaavam suraj; pera kathumbo vaazha vettaney (mukesh style) !!! That poor guy is all depressed that he lost his contacts and some of your sms and you, putting up a post so that everyone here can laugh (wholeheartedly, of course) ??? chey !!! lajjaavaham !!!

    Btw, heres my post on my mobile stories. Vaayikkillaannu ariyaam, pakshe ennaalum onnu try cheyydu nokkattey :

    http://vlokam.wordpress.com/2009/07/01/the-mobstory-%E2%80%93-korangante-kayyil-poomaalagal/

    • baakkiyullavarde nashtangal kandu wholeheartedly chirikkunna kashmalaa……chirikkaan njaan paranjo?? Who asked you to laugh (wholeheartedly, that too!) at all? I was only reflecting up on the importance of gadgets in our life πŸ˜›
      Hehe..aa paattu paadikko…”neelagiriyude sakhikale……….lajjayille, lajjayile…ninakku lajjayille…”

      I’ve read that post of yours — and remember commenting too…am sure you deleted mine πŸ˜› OR…maybe I didnt comment because it was blasphemy against a certain SE phone (which I didn’t ever own; but all the same, it was you against SE…and I chose to support the latter):P

  4. I had a similar incident. 😦
    Well, from day one I have been a fan of the simple Nokia 1100, simple enough to use under extreme conditions like while riding a bike, or while running to catch a bus πŸ™‚ . And finally when you reach home, you can feel free to bump it around without the slightest worries. Like they say, mobile made for Indian conditions. I think of it as the ambassador car or the bajaj chethak. Rough and tough.
    Now this happened while I was coming back from Technopark. I remember using it just before leaving Technopark. But after traveling about half the distance, that is like about 5 kilometers through the kovalam bypass I treid to find it. it was not there. I was so worried. Not that I lost the mobile, but the fact that I was careless enough to lose it. And ofcourse all those sweet messages, and the contacts. Thankfully I had backed up all the contacts into another unused SIM. So numbers were not a big deal. But then I just couldn’t give it up like that. So for about 1 hour I searched along that 5 kilometers. It was so weird, that you notice so many new things on the same road that you use everyday when you decide to look around for something. :). Make be a lesson, to slow down in life. Anyway it was getting darker and one of the high way police stopped me and asked me. “Enthada evide kidannu karangunnathu.” Pinne full kai shirt-um, valicha chiriyum kandittayirikkanam… angeru adhikam budhimuthichilla.. I went back home, downhearted. And as I reached home and took out the diary milk I bought for my sister, there in the bag is my deary. πŸ™‚ . I must have put it while I was getting the chocolate. Anyway, I have never left it after that day. It is still here with me in US, as a rememberant of the good old days. πŸ™‚

  5. Oh thatz really sad .. we lost our laptop recently .. ws stolen rather and i know hw it feels.
    But tracing the mobile from IMEI is very much available in India too! Infact, Police think its a blessing someone loses a mobile along with things that hv been stolen from home so that it helps them to trace the culprit easily!

    • Oh that’s sad!!

      And it is available?? That proves yet again how competent Cust Care people are these days!! (psst psst… that we did NOT have the IMEI number is a totally different issue πŸ˜‰ )

  6. now realize th reasn bhind th scarcity of my messages? me nd ma mobile are far apar except fpor the few whining sounds it makes..and tht too with a not so user friendly one i get all the more irritated! i havent even copied my cntact frm my old set! btw cute photo of tht sun/bulb πŸ˜› parayaathitikkaan vayya πŸ˜› whr did u get it

  7. Even I have been on the list of those who have lost their mobile once.
    And as soon as I realized that I was no longer in possession of my mobile, the first feeling that came to me was of sinking heart. How the hell will I get those contacts back??
    But then, universe conspired and orkut apparated in front of me. I was saved. But they couldn’t save my phone πŸ˜‰

    • …and a little after Easter, he resurrected! πŸ˜€ πŸ˜›
      AaaarJaay!! Where have you been!? Hehe…Thanks, keep coming back…there’s a lot of ‘worthy’ stuff in a lot of blogs here…come back to the world and read ’em all!

  8. I love and depend on my mobile phone to stay connected πŸ™‚ Never lost a mobile, and I have made my kids also see what a blessing a cell phone can be in an emergency, keep it charged and take good care of it.

    Hey and can’t we lose a phone book too??

    • Welcome to AlphabetWorld! πŸ™‚

      Of course, we can lose a phone book. But i suppose on such days that we used them, we’ve also had so many numbers stored in our memory — which most of us don’t, since the advent of mobile phones πŸ™‚

  9. yepp..gone r those days where we didnt have to worry abt getting our mobiles or other gadgets wet during a rain.I really wish if we could walk freely without any of those electronics stuffed in our pockets!just like whn we were kids..no umbrella..no gadgets and cycling in the rain!
    sigh! 😦

  10. First time here..nice post πŸ™‚ It is very true the mobile phone technology has literally paralyzed every person on the earth..only the othe rday i was recalling when was the last time i used a small alarm clock to set an alarm?? I believe slowly this gadgets will disappear. Mostly guys are very careless when it comes to taking care of their expensive gadgets may it be mobile phone,laptops,ipods..they just don;t care πŸ˜‰

    • @Shree
      Welcome to AlphabetWorld! πŸ™‚
      Thanks!
      Yea…so true. As for this particular guy being careless…hehe. I must say, I’ve never seen anyone who’s as careful and responsible about stuff as he is! I’d say you hit the nail on the head with the statement “very careless when it comes to taking care of expensive gadgets may it be mobile phone,laptops,ipods..just don;t care” if it were about me πŸ˜‰

      Off-topic: Experienced your “attempts to write” πŸ™‚ I like!! Am blogrolling you πŸ™‚

    • Hahaha…you picked it up from inside the loo!??? πŸ˜€ Eeeshwaraa. I hope it was at home πŸ˜€
      Lemme go read that now πŸ˜€

      And no, phone diary can get misplaced too, like IHM mentions. I guess the trick is to have copies in multiple places… phone diary, comp, google doc, mobile… πŸ˜€

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