Today I went to office without taking my mobile and what I thought was I will be missing my tiny rectangular sweetie (my habit is to keep it in silent mode in vibration when I am in office) but where it happened otherwise. I didnt miss my mobile as I used to miss in my early days (Familiarity breeds contempt?????). I felt kind of relieved and I was not bothered as such since my family knows my office number and they could still reach me even If I am not picking up the call in my mobile. I never thought I could survive a day without it. :-).

My sweeto has kind of made me her(or should I say his??) dumbo servant and finally I got the guts(he he) to be away from it. When she/he (he he he???) is with me she/he kind of made me to look at her /him once in five minutes. And now the craze has gone from my mind and I am planning to follow it atleast 7 days in a week :-)

Even if my mobile doesnt bug me (err..that will never happen) there is something that will replace it and it is my office phone and I could not throw it out even if it disturbs me(Indeed I am paid for being disturbed by it he he he) . Even If I get the courage to throw it, my company will throw me out!!!

You are addicted to your cell phone if you have the following symptoms:

1.Do parts of your body tingle when you get free cell phone minutes?
2. Does raising your children interfere with programming your speed dial?
3. Do you have long-distance conversations while sitting on the toilet in a public restroom?
4. Does the term fashion statement mean to you matching your outfit with your cell phone carrying case?
5. When getting into a car accident, is your first response "Can you hold on a moment, I’m hemorrhaging?"
6. Does the sound of static trigger dark memories of ill-fated connections?
7. Do you use the menu light as your night light?
8. Does it take you an hour on a regular phone to get the same feeling of a five-minute cellular call?
9. When receiving a phone call, do you ever ask the film projectionist to lower the volume of the movie

A joke to ponder:

Leaving Chennai for Bangalore, I decide to make a stop at one of those rest areas on the side of the road. I go in the washroom. The first stall was taken so I went in the second stall. I just sat down when I hear a voice from the next stall...
- "Hi there, how is it going?"
Okay, I am not the type to strike conversations with strangers in washrooms on the side of the road. I didn't know what to say so finally I say:
- "Not bad..."
Then the voice says:
- "So, what are you doing?"
I am starting to find that Bangalore..."
Then I hear the person say all flustered:
- "Look I'll call you back, every time I ask you a question this idiot in the next stall keeps answering me."