Wednesday Night my cell passed away, the eve of April’s fool. It was a very lucky fellow. It flew overseas, got lost in a taxi but thanks to a driver who came back to reunite us; so unlike to happen in Pakistan. It survived the dunes of UOK and escaped from the tangled webs of a bandit. It fell every time to raise again; scars on the body but its core never shattered.
Friends wishes have been taken away from me. Memories still are sketched on my mind but the words of it have disappeared. It’s LCD gave you a warmth while you read all those messages to recollect the memories; especially those related to group study or events. I will also miss lame yet equally amusing faraz SMSes. Moreover I will miss the cell which could be taken anywhere because it wasn’t pricey but durable, isn’t created anymore; would had nearly depreciated completely.
The irony is that it wasn’t snatched. I forgot it somewhere and investigations confirm that it is not in our reach anymore. To make the matter worst, its battery was dead. May the cell RIP!
Resurrection of SIM is expected soon.
PS: Philosophy does that to you 😦
PSS: Duplicate SIM in my hands now. @ 3.32 PM