My favorite camera lens died an accidental death in Oxford, few months back.
My favorite phone - which I proudly claimed as my camera replacement got hurt an hour before I left for Paris.
I decided to breathe without my incubators for a few days.
Few days into being smartphoneless - As my old nokia rings amid all Apples and oranges of this world and as three people turn around, amused, to look at me, I smile back broadly waving the phone at them, it ends up in a nice quick conversation with strangers.
Amid all these apples and oranges, for once, I see signs instead of googlemaps, I ask people instead of google, I notice the beauty of this happening city as people are busy capturing it.
I let go and enjoy as the world around me tries to seize the moment.
My hands instantly crave a phone and a camera as I see something festive, lost in the loneliness and inability to capture, upload and get some likes, I stand there enjoying the moment.
While I immensely miss my phone & can't wait to get it repaired, I realize how different the same city can be without it.
While for once, even before I had reached home, my mobile uploads would have told stories to the world, today, I return home eagerly to share the same.
I feel a little bit more human and less of an apple or an orange or that blue arrow on the google navigator.
Needless to say, I still miss that part of me. For now, when I'd have it back, I'd introduce my phone to the world as a human, rather than the phone introducing me to the world. For I'd know while everyone is busy capturing the tower bridge, there is an immensely colorful set of festive group sitting next to me - waiting for me to strike a conversation with them and as I do, I'd know I'd want to turn my phone's camera away from the bridge and towards them or maybe I'd enjoy the moment, while seize it later through my camera.
I guess I can't wait to introduce my phone to the newly discovered city! Amid all apples and oranges, I'll make my phone more human.
My favorite phone - which I proudly claimed as my camera replacement got hurt an hour before I left for Paris.
I decided to breathe without my incubators for a few days.
Few days into being smartphoneless - As my old nokia rings amid all Apples and oranges of this world and as three people turn around, amused, to look at me, I smile back broadly waving the phone at them, it ends up in a nice quick conversation with strangers.
Amid all these apples and oranges, for once, I see signs instead of googlemaps, I ask people instead of google, I notice the beauty of this happening city as people are busy capturing it.
I let go and enjoy as the world around me tries to seize the moment.
My hands instantly crave a phone and a camera as I see something festive, lost in the loneliness and inability to capture, upload and get some likes, I stand there enjoying the moment.
While I immensely miss my phone & can't wait to get it repaired, I realize how different the same city can be without it.
While for once, even before I had reached home, my mobile uploads would have told stories to the world, today, I return home eagerly to share the same.
I feel a little bit more human and less of an apple or an orange or that blue arrow on the google navigator.
Needless to say, I still miss that part of me. For now, when I'd have it back, I'd introduce my phone to the world as a human, rather than the phone introducing me to the world. For I'd know while everyone is busy capturing the tower bridge, there is an immensely colorful set of festive group sitting next to me - waiting for me to strike a conversation with them and as I do, I'd know I'd want to turn my phone's camera away from the bridge and towards them or maybe I'd enjoy the moment, while seize it later through my camera.
I guess I can't wait to introduce my phone to the newly discovered city! Amid all apples and oranges, I'll make my phone more human.
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