Lets skate a decade back in time,
To unlock a best kept secret of mine,
Being a fresher in the first year of my junior college,
I perceived it to be the most crucial time to set my image.
Cherry on the cake was the problem of peer pressure,
Every hand held a trendy phone, to flaunt, for sure.
Since, they were the initial days of the academic year,
I was hesitant to demand a phone from dad, out of fear.
Somehow, i mustered courage once, & pleaded him to grant,
Being a strict discipline lover, he just nodded in disagreement ,
The second best option left with me at my disposal,
Was my mom, the only hammer to break the ice of denial.
One morn, I found the latest model of Sony Ericsson by my bedside,
Within a week's time, I too had a phone to show off in pride,
But the catch here was, it came along with strict instructions,
To be handled with care, rings & beeps shouldn't cause distractions.
A day finally arrived, that got my heart in my throat,
As my phone slipped from my hand in the middle of the road,
But before i could bend to lift my little pocket buddy,
A bike speeding ruthlessly had ran over it already.
My heart pounded heavily ,eyes broadened with fear,
The moment got me numb & rolled down a helpless tear,
No sooner did the bike passed, I gathered the parts of my phone,
Re-assembled them with quivering hands, in a parking zone.
Amused to notice, not a single scratch on its screen,
It worked as if ,through nothing great, it had been,
Undoubtedly favourite, as it was my first phone, after i desired,
But it stole my heart , the day, when it saved me from being badly fired.