autobiography of a mobile phone in 1000 wordS
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Dear readers, my name is apple iPhone 5S. I was born in California, USA. I am of champagne colour. My memory is 64 GB. I was wrapped and packaged and shipped to UAE. I stayed in an electronic store in Dubai for a month. Then a sheikh bought me. His name was Rehan. This is the story of my life with the sheikh and how he changed everything for me. I was like any other I phone before the sheikh decided to get me diamond studded. He bought me fancy clothes and covered me with rich jewels and precious stones. I looked fabulous. It made me so happy and I felt so lucky to be with the sheikh. He would carry me everywhere and always be by my side. He made sure I was always in a good state. He had two children; one son and a daughter. Their names were Sara and Javed. They installed so many applications on me and so many games. They too were fascinated with me. They would always play games on me. When I would be too tired they would give me rest too. And put me on charge. Living with the sheikh and his family brought me a lot of happiness. On my one-month anniversary with their family, Sara and Javed brought me a cake and a present. They got me new clothes and an extended camera lens. It was super cool. Now I had an advanced camera. This added to my persona. The children were always very excited about me being a part of their family. They would wait for Rehan to get home so that they could be with me. I enjoyed a lot with the children. The sheikh always took care that my software was up to date and I was working perfectly. The sheikh would carry me to his official meetings where I would meet a lot of other phones. Some were apple iPhones like me but I felt proud to belong to the sheikh. I looked the best amongst all the phones. With the sheikh I saw so many new places. I travelled to a lot of countries. The sheikh was fond of photography so I got an opportunity to capture all the memories in myself. One day, while I accompanied Rehan to a hotel for a meeting, he put me in for scanning. The person handling me dropped me on the floor. I fell and got quite hurt. I got scratches on my body. I felt so sad. Rehan was very upset too. He cleaned me off and put me in his pocket. I wanted to hold his hand but he kept me away. I was extremely hurt. I felt bad. Thereafter, his attachment to me kept becoming lesser. He was bored with me. I missed the old Rehan who loved and cared for me so much. He still kept me with him but he stopped caring about me. I was just another thing for him. He would barely click photographs using me. He just made calls and sent messages and kept me away. Even Sara and Javed were losing interest in me. They got new games to play so they would barely use me. I started spending most of my time alone on the side table. I had so many memories stored in me which I would keep going through to remind myself of the good old days when I was so loved. I cried from within. I could not even show my tears. I missed Rehan, Sara and Javed a lot. I tried to convince them to get back their interest in me but I could not do much. I barely had new updates or anything new to give them. I was losing my charm. They stopped shopping for me as well. I was becoming like any other phone. It was like I was with them and yet things had changed so much. There was a time when they loved me and now they never desired to be with me. It was just in case of necessity when they had to call or message. I was getting older as time passed. My colour was coming off further. My technology was becoming outdated. New phones were coming in the market with better features and more to offer. I was 10 months old. Rehan decided to replace me. He started searching for a new and better phone. He researched for newer and better phone models. He used me for such browsing and it pinched me so hard. I felt like a useless piece of dirt. I too wanted more features and I wanted to become better but it was not in my hands. I could not help myself. I felt helpless and alone. Finally, the day came, I grew eleven months old and Rehan discarded me. He replaced me with a better and newer version of I Phone, The iPhone 6. Now I just lied lifeless in a drawer in his cupboard. He dint throw me away or sell me off. But just kept me away from him. Gradually I lost power. Now I just lie in his cupboard hoping that someday he might remember me and use me again and be happy with me. I keep hoping that things will go back to the way they were. I know it’s a futile hope but I will wait till my patience allows me and till I die completely.
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autobiography of mobile phones