Lumia 800.dead. :/

The Death of A Beauty.My Lumia 800 :(

       There went my Nokia Lumia down the flush.But wait.My reflex worked,I picked it up(I know,the immediate reaction to it is"EWWW" but I didn't care).It took me around 2 seconds to pick it up.I remembered the old rule,saying,"never turn on a phone when it's wet and take out the battery as soon as possible".My Nokia Lumia had an uni-body. damn. Couldn't remove the battery.Yes,the phone was still on, but touch wasn't working.Result? I couldn't switch off the damn phone.By the time I reached my room,the phone was dead.The screen won't lit up.Nothing would happen.My heart sunk.VERY deep.I cleaned the moisture with a soft cotton cloth and then opened up the internet, Googled  for solutions to recover water drenched phones.Many came up-most, with pessimistic answers.All the sites advised to put the phone in a closed container filled with dry rice or silica gel(as it helps to absorb water out of the gadget).I looked around.Closed container?  Yes,I had a closed container,but silica gel and dry rice? No,I din't have any,but wait.I had cotton.Cotton should definitely do.That's what I did.I wrapped it up in loads of cotton and tried not to think about it and go to sleep.Well,I couldn't sleep as Lumia a.k.a Rs.22,000 was making it's round in my head.
            I got it as a gift from my mom when I did pretty well in my 12th standard(boards).I always wanted that phone.Me and my mother had a pact.It was- if I get above 90% in boards she would buy me my dream phone.Maybe she thought I wouldn't manage a 90% and that's why she made that deal.Well,my CBSE result came out.I got 92%.She had to buy me the phone now.Dad was like,"what?? Rs 22,000 for a phone!!!??".I was too happy to care.The first moment I touched it,I held it like a new born baby.I loved it.In life,if I ever wanted something from mom and dad,I had to earn it.I earned my Ipod nano(apple:4th gen) in 10th standard  when my results came out,and I did pretty well in that too(Note: I wanted that Ipod from my 7th standard and had to wait 4 years for it),so naturally a lot of emotions went into those gadgets.

          I couldn't sleep the entire night.In the morning,took out the phone from the container and put it under the sun.Kept it for 4 hours.Tried switching on the device.Nothing happened. Well,I lost the Lumia.It's dead now.

            

            

The Colour - Blue

The Colour- Blue..

The first encounter that I had with this colour was when I was around two years old.A typical scenery was drawn in front of me on a piece on paper which consisted of a house,a tree,a curved lane leading to the door of the house and a vast blue sky spotted by the V-shaped birds.I was asked by my mother to take the blue colored crayon and fill the sky with it.As i grew up,i started loving the colour.I was told ,the colour blue was for boys but still i decided to call it my favorite.Unlike other girls with long hair,dressed in pretty pink dresses,I used to prefer my blue pair of jeans instead.I guess,I was different.

                 Then, I had my second encounter with blue. It occurred when I had my first heartbreak.Now,when I think of it,yeah it's silly,but then,it felt that my favorite,blue colored sky was crashing down on me.It almost suffocated me-the sadness.I started hating the colour.I grew my hair which was cropped short previously and tried to act like those pink dressed girls.Previously,I was a lot into sports but then I gave up everything and started discussing boys with those girls.I became one of them.Yes, i struggled with the cons of adolescence like the rest of my peers.I fought it well,I was doing good in school.I had the perfect life-good grades,a more or less happy family,two dogs,lots of friends and a boyfriend.But then destiny had some other plans for me-I fell seriously ill in my 12th grade,lost a year,lost my relationship,my  happy family didn't remain so happy after that.I never felt gravity acting that hard on me,it almost crushed my bones in the act of pulling me down.I continued fighting,I grew up as a person and became a more tolerant, reasoning person.Somewhere I felt,in the midst of all these hardships, my character gained some depth.
                      The next year I did my boards pretty well,family became happy again after seeing my satisfaction with myself, but somewhere,I had this insatiable hunger to wipe off every blue from my life.I did not succeed, more came in my way.Fell in love again followed by falling out of love and then my favorite dog died.Life never became "perfect" again,but one thing that I learnt from everything -life moves on and "Blue" IS required in life as it completes you as a person-gives you a certain depth and brings out the potentials in you,which you never thought you had.. :)

My very first attempt!

Moments, when yes means no and no means yes..

For starters, yes and no are just two common words,used infinite number of times by everyone-the major culprit for most of our heartaches and wrong decisions.When I was in kinder-garden I was taught, both by my parents and teachers"Always say no to strangers offering you chocolates or toffees","Don't talk to strangers" .Back then,it din't make much sense to me.How can a kind stranger be possibly a bad person when he has chocolate to offer?Maybe I believed that for a long time and wrongly so ,as i accepted that chocolate from you.Yes,you were the stranger and the chocolate was the happiness wrapped misery that you had to offer.I greedily grabbed it.Yes you loved me,loved me long enough to leave me heartbroken, when u picked up the wrapper to wrap another chocolate for the next kid who needs to avoid a stranger...