A Love that got ‘FLUSHED’ out…!!!

(Based on a True Story…)

It’s a kind of roller-coaster ride that I have every weekend…the travel from Kollam to Trivandrum…in one of the rusty ‘luxurious’ coaches provided by the KSRTC. But I just love it… cool…’shaking all de way’…lovely bumpers and gutters that rarely let me doze off in the side seat…the dusty gale that hits me throughout, ‘sneezing’ the hell out of me…

I started sensing something quaking within me…!!! Every human carries with him two artefacts that beat throughout. One is the red mass that cries ‘lubb dubb lubb dubb’ the other is an artificial implant that cries ‘tring tring tring tring’.

I picked the call
Neetz: Hellooooooo
Me: Hey…louder…
Neetz: …wooo…seems you are on wheels ha…can’t hear…
Me: Yeah…will ring you once I reach there…
Neetz: Wait, I have news for you…don’t turn red at me after hearing that…neither should you turn blue…okay?
Me: Okay…
The news that made way overrunning the poor signal reception literally ‘shook’ me.
Someone who used to travel with me all the time…someone who used to be with me even in the darkest hours when even my shadow would leave me...was no more…
Poor thing…too unlucky…a real ‘filthy’ death…getting ‘flushed’ off!!!

Memories started driving in…



I was about to ask the shopkeeper to bill the model that I held when she arrived…with her friends…
I felt she was calling me…I walked towards her…took her out of the packet…hoo real beauty…she was slim…shiny…
Don’t know what attracted me…she was not that feature rich…but still we developed a tight bond instantly…’love at first site’
That was my new phone…MOTOROLA L6…I was holding the first piece that reached the shop. Without a second thought I bought her…and made my first call, "Amma…I’ve bought a new mobile…"



There began a new chapter…
Attending the call of nature or having a shower where the only times when I left her alone…we ruled the world all other times…played…sang…danced. She was always there to soothe me…make me smile… She would remind me, "Hey it’s Srikanth’s Birthday today...go greet him" or "Stupid…its exam today wake up"…and so on…



I used to dress her up with a new ‘crystal’ case every week (but she looked best without the case…her sleek body…the mini curvatures…hoo…sexy bitch!!!)
Once I threw her away with rage…for running out of battery…interrupting a ‘chat’… But that turned me into an insomniac for a night…I feared if she would die…but thank god…nothing happened
I didn’t really care when people mocked at me…many actually hated Motorola…grrr…’idiots’
Yeah she had short comings…I couldn’t send a picture message…save a movie (her bosom was not big enough to hold them)…and a lot many tiny defects …but I never blamed her…I loved her…for she was my first love…!!!



...months sprang away…
Almost a year passed by…and the new guy walked in to showrooms…Nokia N73…bigger…hundred times smarter… I could hardly wait to get it implanted into my pockets…
And came the big day…when the beast that was myself sold her for cash…no…I didn’t really trade her…I sent her into safer hands…to my dearest pal…Neetz… ‘Safer’ hands indeed…Neetz wouldn’t drain her battery…give her too much work load.
I bought my new buddy…N73…He made me a prince…for I was the first to hold him in my class…
Even when he was a trillion times better than my lovely Motorola…I used to ring Neetz, to know how my little girl was doing…Neetz gave it to her dad…and he was having her now…



Well folks…here is the rest of the conversation:



Neetz: da Nithin…sorry da…something bad happened…
Me: Oh! C’mon tell…I can hear you…
Neetz: Dad was on his way to attend some conference…by train…and he went to the toilet to free his bladder…then he got a call and picked it…and…
And…da…
She then slipped off his hands…
Me: WHAAAAAAAT…he dropped her into the toilet???? Oh! Lord…my girl…
Neetz: Yupp
Me: n then…oooooooo….So why didn’t he pull the CHAIN???????
Neetz: Hi hi…he pulled the chain indeed…hi hi…but only water came out…!!!
Me: Grrrrrrrrrr…not the flush tank idiot…the train’s chain
Neetz: Ha ha…you wanted him to stop the train to recover a phone…??? K leave it buddy...cheer up…I am sorry anyway…



AND MY SLIM BEAUTY DIED…A REAL FILTHY DEATHBED…
CAN’T IMAGINE A MORE HORRIBLE DEATH…GETTING FLUSHED OFF…THAT TOO INTO A ROYAL DEATHBED MAINTAINED BY THE INDIAN RAILWAYS…PERHAPS SHE GOT CRUSHED…OR FOUND HER WAY INTO A PILE OF TRASH…OR DID SOME RAG PICKER GET HER…?
I DON’T KNOW…BUT HONEY WHEREVER YOU ARE…HEAVEN OR EARTH…YOU STILL LIVE IN MY HEART…MY FIRST LOVE…!!!

(yippie....exams over....n im bak again.........!!!!!!!!!!)