9:45 pm, dinner is over and I venture out for my night walk! Headphones on, listening to FM on my phone. The evening had passed in chatrooms and in maintaining website. Am in an ecstatic mood by daily standards, and overjoyed at the music being played on the radio. In Delhi I have vast choice of 10 stations suiting all kind of tastes. Starting at 1 I browse through all 10 one by one and again and again as I garner some kind of fetish for the button on the headset wire. Past melodies to Punjabi hip-hop, English hip shakers and some discussions on a "women" radio station, which must be having a larger male audience, about bad state of sports in India all go good with me on this particular day. I choose tu murmurr along the fast music ignoring what the others strolling around would think. during rounds I notice those regular girls in the park, but today there was a "newbie" too. Anyways leaving the diversions as I move along, dancing in a somewhat wacky fashion an old uncle notice me and being overjoyed walk past me at a speed nearly considered to be running. He could not stop himself from grinning at my weird acts while looking straight at my face. I obviously a bit taken aback try to be in control of the things by smiling back generously. Unlike some normal day I take about 8-10 rounds of the park before leaving for the house and feel what the life would have been without radio, which accompanies us almost everywhere due to its poratbility. The media is one old age thing high on my list, simply cause of its reach and innovativeness.
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Showing posts with label cell phones / mobiles. Show all posts
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Bigmouth Radio
9:45 pm, dinner is over and I venture out for my night walk! Headphones on, listening to FM on my phone. The evening had passed in chatrooms and in maintaining website. Am in an ecstatic mood by daily standards, and overjoyed at the music being played on the radio. In Delhi I have vast choice of 10 stations suiting all kind of tastes. Starting at 1 I browse through all 10 one by one and again and again as I garner some kind of fetish for the button on the headset wire. Past melodies to Punjabi hip-hop, English hip shakers and some discussions on a "women" radio station, which must be having a larger male audience, about bad state of sports in India all go good with me on this particular day. I choose tu murmurr along the fast music ignoring what the others strolling around would think. during rounds I notice those regular girls in the park, but today there was a "newbie" too. Anyways leaving the diversions as I move along, dancing in a somewhat wacky fashion an old uncle notice me and being overjoyed walk past me at a speed nearly considered to be running. He could not stop himself from grinning at my weird acts while looking straight at my face. I obviously a bit taken aback try to be in control of the things by smiling back generously. Unlike some normal day I take about 8-10 rounds of the park before leaving for the house and feel what the life would have been without radio, which accompanies us almost everywhere due to its poratbility. The media is one old age thing high on my list, simply cause of its reach and innovativeness.
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Cross Connection
Last night while chatting my friend, Nilabh, shared with me his SMS chat, with his mobile girlfriend. In the chat while his words were quite cautiously crafted, the girl emerged boldly to take lead. She was not hesitant in talking about smooches and public display of affection and thereby Nilabh was taken off-guard. She seemed to be the girl who everyone would desire. Their chat showed how well they could communicate, understand and solve each other's problems and insecurities. It was difficult for me to believe that a mobile prank, of sending a random message to a common friend's acquittance, will result in such serious commitment. Even unbelievable is that they haven't met in real till date. Even though I am still doubtful about it but still happy for him as after a long spate of about 5 "serious" crushes he is in for some stability in life.
Dedicated to my dear friend - Nilabh, of frog-dance fame, a hip-hop fan, a foodie and little-bit roadie too... ...its enough now lets come back to reality, actually a psycho senti, emotional guy.
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