Tuesday, 8 September 2015

Cell mania



Cell mania
                There was a time when very few people flaunted their newly acquired pocket miracle, others would stare at this machine and the user with open mouthed wonder and envious look. It enhanced the status and the tech savvy expertise. Unable to acquire one of such kind, many would admit their incompetence and inability to afford one. Such misers should have come to the conclusion that this wonder device was very expensive. Within a decade what changes have come in! Last week when I had to bring in a casual labourer to do some odd job around the house, a shabbily clad middle aged man walked in speaking loudly over his hand set. I had to wait for ten minutes or so in order to tell him what his job was. And throughout the day he took ample time off to chat with many of his contacts for which I had to pay him his wage at the end of the day. I have seen children handling these with adequate intelligence and rapt attention. Students insist on possessing one with many incredible features disregarding their parents’ murmur. The awful ringing tones these devices make many turn their frowning faces here and there. Parents complain that their sons and daughters smile into their toys turning deaf ears to their domestic demands. Passengers in public transports are constrained to entertain themselves with unwelcome noise called music. Many private affairs become public thanks to the overtly resounding admission of commissions and omissions. Criminal recreations abound everywhere due to this innocent invention and they are sometimes brought to light by a few shrewd cops who unearth technology to bust the motives. Every third commercial complex houses one or two showrooms who cunningly display their wares to attract more unwary customers. People cough up hard earned purse to acquire the latest, trendy, envious, unpocketable and superfluous multitasker. Nobody minds the time killed by this ubiquitous appendage. When my children proudly gifted me one of this kind, I eyed it with some apprehension. To this day I  handle this with utmost care not to touch any of those mysterious  icons for fear of being dragged into an unknown world of chaos and ignorance.