Every material thing,
Is relative in value!
Everything looks pale, worn-out and outdated
As Time passes by.
And, many a times,
Even Time is not required to make things
Look pale, worn-out and outdated…
My mind is enough!
The cell-phone that I use
Is just an ordinary Nokia one.
The other day, I asked a student of mine:
“Where can I change its battery?”
“What battery sir,” the young one shouted,
“Change your phone; buy a Blackberry…
You can afford one.”
For a while, I hid my embarrassment.
Then, I murmured in my mind,
“Dear, my son has one…
The one better than yours.”
Then, feeling strongly for it,
I grumbled in my heart,
“But, dude, ‘I’ paid for it…
I pay its monthly bills, too.”
I can afford a Blackberry or an i-Phone.
Yes, I can.
But, do I ‘need’ one?
This Nokia can take care of my needs;
My life goes smoothly
Without a Blackberry or an i-Phone.
The man next to me is fair and handsome;
I know I am not as fair or as handsome as he is.
“Come on! Somebody change me…
Make me as fair and lovely!”
I have long stopped crying like this.
Michael Jackson did…
I am okay with this look – Whatever you call it.
The young man there keeps changing his cars -
With the hope that the new one will not die…
Sad, it does!
Christmas is coming…
I just returned from the Raymond showroom.
Every piece the salesman showed me
Looked pale before the one he showed me next…
The next one was different, better… the latest!
Finally, I had to shut my eyes somewhere.
I did end up buying a trouser and a shirt…
But, let me tell you this:
Even before I have worn it,
It has started looking pale, already!
There are so many outfits - out there,
In that Raymond showroom…
I just did not see them all…
I left them behind...
I could’ve gone for a different one -
A better one, the one that would last…
Maybe, for ever!
My mind knows,
There are a hundred ‘brands’ in this world
Far better than even Raymond.
But, my heart consoles:
Raymond is fine… Be happy; be happy!
Some feel shy
To show their cell-phones,
And some their spouses;
Some feel shy
To drive their Maruti’s,
And some their passions;
Some feel shy
To walk with their parents,
With their own shadows!
For this Christmas, I need a trouser and shirt,
The blazer, I already have;
The old Nokia will not let me down
When I will wish my dear ones:
Baby Jesus was born in a manger…
He was a carpenter’s son.
I have a strong feeling:
The Brand of my cell-phone or trouser
Will not make this Christmas any different…
A manger can’t be a mansion
Even if try to I build it with gold!
This morning, I called up my loving mom
Who lives in my hometown.
“Hello Putha (son),” she cried with all her love.
She did not ask me:
“Which phone are you using?”
A Blackberry had nothing to do it…
Our hearts had!
And, last night, when I was about to retire,
I received this loving message:
“Sir, I just read your Blog…
I feel so good, so peaceful.
Sir, you are so amazing!”
This dear, dear student of mine
Has dozens of friends
And she is an all-rounder, in true sense.
But, she has been using
The most ‘basic’ phone
One could ever lay his hands on!
“Thank you dear,” I replied in a flash,
“You made my day… I love you.”
Nor did I ask this little soul:
“Which phone did you use?”
Yes, to ‘mean’ what she said:
“Sir, you are so amazing!”
The brilliant images used in this Post are by Ashok Ahuja. He is a professional Photographer and a very dear friend of mine. He is also one of the founder members of The Dawn Club, and, along with his gifted-artist wife, Sudha, has been helping me, and the Club, right from its inception.