Missing link

I remember the day when the phone was finally installed in our house. I was probably in my 6th grade.After months of desperate waiting after placing an order, the phone just came in our house.
Wow! we had a phone.. We finally had a phone of our own! ๐Ÿ™‚

Probably, the first call I have ever received was from my friend Elay. And she called me and asked me who I am. I still remember giving her the full biography of me, without knowing who she was and later getting a gyan from her on how to answer phone calls.. ๐Ÿ™‚

And when days passed, after talking hours and hours with friends at school, there are still loads of things that were missed to share. So, you again call up your friends after reaching home and continue to talk again for hours and hours together.(Also, by increasing the blood pressure and the phone bill of your parents!)

And the fun part of your high school begins, when random guys make prank calls to your house.
The phone rings. The entire family steps up to reach to the phone and the phone stops ringing. This happens umpteen number of times. And your dad decides that only he answers the pranksters (which he never did!). And your mom gets to hear the shy and scary, “I love you’s!! ๐Ÿ™‚

Gone are the days, when there was just 1 phone for all, yet you felt connected with people all the time.

Now, even though, I breathe in facebook, I talk in twitter, I feel the lives are so disconnected. A status update on “I am having a cold coffee now” suddenly seems more important than just saying an “Hello” to the guy who is sipping his hot chocolate next to you.. ๐Ÿ™‚