Where Has It All Gone?

The boys watch the girls while the girls watch the boys who watch the girls go by
Eye to eye, they solemnly convene to make the scene
Which is the name of the game, watch a guy watch a dame on any street in town
Up and down and over and across, romance is boss

Guys talk “girl talk”, it happens everywhere
Eyes watch girls walk with tender lovin’ care

It’s keepin’ track of the pack watching them watching back
That makes the world go ’round
“What’s that sound?” each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They’re making music to watch girls by

Guys talk “girl talk”, it happens everywhere
Eyes watch girls walk with tender lovin’ care

It’s keepin’ track of the pack watching them watching back
That makes the world go ’round
“What’s that sound?” each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They’re making music to watch girls by

The boys watch the girls while the girls watch the boys who watch the girls go by
Eye to eye, they solemnly convene to make the scene

La, la, la, la

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My young neighbour Ravi needed to come and see me about something and wanted to call me first to see if I was free. He did not have my telephone number and so asked another neighbour Gul for it. Gul promptly sent an SMS to Ravi who saw that it was from Gul and used the number given in the message to call me.

The fun started. One whole day was spent by Ravi calling that number which was all the time engaged.

He finally got one of his employees to come over yesterday to talk to me and to take the correct telephone number. I was at my siesta and so Ranjan gave him my telephone number with the request that I should be called only in the morning hours.

Ravi called me this morning and on my agreeing to see him came over and spent some time with me sharing this story with me.

The reason he decided to send someone personally to meet me was because, he finally got disgusted yesterday morning and sent a text message to the number that he thought was mine. A couple of minutes later, he got a ping and on opening his phone’s message box, found his own message staring at him. On checking the number again, he discovered that Gul had sent Ravi, Ravi’s own telephone number and Ravi had not noticed it at all!

Have you heard anything like this ever?

The Mobile Phone.

“The production of too many useful things results in too many useless people.”
~ Karl Marx

No, I am not a Marxist, but I like that quote to drive home a point. I have posted one point of view on the subject here, but this is another one.

I had to go to a neighbourhood restaurant the other day to entertain a visiting friend.

The following observations say more about modern life than anything else that I can think of.

The Managing Partner himself came to welcome us to the restaurant which was very nice of him. After finishing the niceties, we asked him to suggest the food that we should order. He was quite happy to do so, but no sooner he started, his mobile phone rang and he excused himself and left us looking at each other. We could not very well order to the steward as the bossman had already been requested to recommend. We settled for some cold drinks to await the return of the bossman and he eventually did after ten minutes. He then recommended some good dishes which we ordered and he disappeared to his corner.

The waiter brought the first dishes when his mobile phone rang and he kept the dishes down on the table and furiously answered the call. He at least had the sense to tell his caller that he will call back and returned to serving us without much delay.

There were four other occupied tables and all of them had someone or the other on the mobile phone throughout the time that we were there, about an hour and a half. The telephone talker will inevitably then tell the others in the group about the conversation during which, it was very likely that someone else or the same person would get another call.

One table had what I thought was classic. A father and mother with two children. The children were busy with their mobiles, possibly playing games or texting, and the parents were talking to others from their individual hand sets. They were not talking to each other at all.

Naturally, compared to the other guests there, we two were ancient and so neither of us got any calls. It gave us complexes that we were not being called by someone or the other.

The question dear reader is this. Let us assume that like quite a number of people I know believe, mobile phones are useless things. Who were the useless people? The two of us who did not get any calls or the others who were constantly getting calls and / or calling others from their mobile phones?

Now go back to the picture on the top of this post. Obviously the couple their are hugging each other, most likely meeting for the first time that day, but look at both of them! The second question would be – Are the phones useless or the persons on them?